jilted - Season 1 - Episode 35

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jilted - Season 1 - Episode 35

“Show me the way” He grinned taking closer looks into my eyes.

I directed him, I closed my eyes all through and tried to inhale that smell I use to inhale from Ambrose’s dress but it wasn’t there, the smell here was just neutral.
“Do you take afternoon pills?” He asked as he gently placed me on my warm bed i nodded at his question.
“Have you taken it?”
“No, mom is off to the market and I wouldn’t use them without lunch” I said trying to catch some sleep.

“You can’t cook?” he asked and I opened my eyes wide. I felt embarrassed and bittered at the same time.

“It’s not bad, my sister can’t cook either and we haven’t killed her. You don’t have to feel bad if you can’t cook, it’s a skill you acquire on earth no one is born with it”
Yes, yes! This is a similar version of Ambrose.
“Thank you” I said trying to hold my tears back, it would only hurt my eye.
“You need to swallow your pills, let me take you out for lunch if you don’t mind” He offered a hand and I held it while he pulled me up.
“Where are the pills?” he asked and I showed him the drawer. He dragged it out and got hold of a pharmatical nylon.
“We should use my car” I pointed at a particular key resting on my dressing table.

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“Eat a little more” he pleaded helping me pour out a glass of water.
“I am filled” I protested and he shrugged.
He opened the back cover of the pills and dropped them in my palm, I swallowed with my eyes shut and I gulped down all the liquid in the fine glass cup.

“You can stay here a little while for the evening air, I would be glad to stare at you all through” he said and I frowned.
“What do you want from me?” I asked leaning forward and lifting my lens over my nose with my index finger.
“Love”
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Ambrose, please you forgot me in Nigeria oo??
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