Stories

I spent the entire party imagining many scenarios of what could have happened to him. Never did it cross my mind that he simply forgot about me.

He no longer recognised the cold-hearted woman who sat across from him. How she manages to remain icy and detached in the face of impending doom amazes him.

I wanted to forgive him right there, to tell him it was okay and mean it, but I couldn’t.

she gets the money, a chance to attend the trials of the Bankoles, and if luck was on her side, an opportunity to spit on Mrs. Bankole’s self-righteous pancaked face.

He is too perfect; he says the right things at the right time, he is very sweet