Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 17
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“All I know is every time I think of you, I want to be with you. They say you only fall in love once, but that can’t be true. Every time I look at you, I fall in love all over again. True love is not the number of kisses, or how often you get them, true love is the feeling that still lingers long after the kiss is over.”- Anonymous.
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{Rosaline’s POV}
1 hour 30 minutes later
I was thinking of him. My first true love. From the onset of this relationship I was a bit paranoid. I knew it would not work but Gerald had given me so much hope and promises that I never doubted him.He looked so gentle and harmless to deceive me.
Would I ever believe in love again?
What about all the beautiful places we had been to?, the bars,the restaurants, the beaches, the promise of never leaving me, the sweet words , I’m his pearl, the promise ring? The s*x?
I stared at the ring. Pure Gold. Should I remove it?
He promised me everlasting love. He was a gentle man and I trusted him with all my soul,body and spirit. It was at Labadi beach that he proposed to me formally.
In order to take my mind off the pain, I turned on the TV. Metro TV was showing a nice family movie that ignite a bit of joy in my heart. I was about to laugh when there was a BREAKING NEWS.
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LADY STABBED BOYFRIEND TO DEATH.
A 26-year-old Lady has stabbed her boyfriend to death for allegedly cheating on her.
The deceased, Fred was stabbed in the chest, neck, arms, and forehead.
The incident happened at Esiama, a community near Nkroful in the Ellembelle District of the Western Region ten minutes ago.
Narrating the incident, the Assemblyman of the area said a misunderstanding ensued between the lovers after the suspect accused the deceased of cheating on her by visiting another lady in the community.He noted that during the back and forth, the deceased started beating the suspect and in self-defense, the woman took a knife and stabbed him.
The Assembly man said he received a call a few minutes ago that they were fighting but when he got here, the girl had stabbed the boyfriend with a knife. He said he
quickly rushed him to the hospital where he was receiving medical treatment.The suspect has since bolted……”
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The news seemed to have thrown me back into my melancholic mood. Asad poem popped into my head.
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Title :What’s Next?
By Amanda
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I lie awake tonight,
Wishing of things I can change.
I try to convince myself,
But it’s all so strange.
Is it me,
Or is it you?
Do I try,
Or are we through?
So long we’ve shared
Just to walk away.
But so much hurt
To want to stay.
Why do we do this,
Try to hurt the other more,
Only to watch one
Walk right out the door?
I love you so much,
Yet I push you to the point of breaking,
But why do you play with my heart
And never stop taking?
Is this the end
Or a new beginning?
Only one can guide me
When my head is spinning.
Don’t push,
Don’t try,
Don’t stress,
Don’t cry.
That is what plays
Over in my head
As I try to close my eyes
And just go to bed.
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I laid down on my bed. Maybe he was just joking.I dialled his number. The voice Automated machine said, ‘sorry, the number you have dialled is busy. Try again later. I waited for another five minutes and dialled the number again but alas, it was switched off.
“My-one-and-only Prince Charming. How I missed you, I said without even realising he wasn’t there. Confusion descended on me like heavy clouds. Why was he avoiding me like a plague? He proposed love to me some few months ago? Surely, this was odd. Something was wrong somewhere.
Out of frustration, I screamed. My rate of my heartbeat increased, as if angry at the deception. My hands were shaking uncontrollably and my vision blurred for a few minutes.
I felt weak all of a sudden and my head began to burn inside as if its content wanted to explode to obliterate my memory of him.
Pain seeped into my body and my soul. Rivers of tears pour down from my eyes and I began to drool unconsciousness. Life seemed not to have any purpose for me.
It pained my heart that Gerald used and jilted me, hiding under the smokescreen of love.
I remembered my mother’s admonition, “if something is too good to be true, trust me, it’s fake.”
Despite all the evidence, I still want to believe Gerald was genuine and caring and what he told me about his parents might be the obstacle to Our love. No. Gerald really loved me.
As I watched the minutes ticked, my robust hope began to dwindle.
I became so desperate and disoriented.I cried. Even river Volta could take its source from my tears. They were simply limitless.
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For some unexplained reasons, I rose up and packed my clothes. They had become plenty.
“whether my brother like it or not,I’m going to Nigeria” I said to myself.
My heart was gone. I need to follow him. He loved me. That was all I knew. The pain I refused to let it defeat me.
Within thirty minutes, I finished packing my things set to go. Then I went to the bathhouse. when I entered the bathroom, I remem
bered the day he made love to me.
“No.!!! True love can never be wrong.
My phone beeped. Phone beeping is now analogous to bad news. I’m sure they have finally killed my brother. God, I hope it’s just a mere thought. After bathing, the phone beeped again. I ignored it.
30 minutes later
I was still encouraging myself that Gerald really loved me but as the clock ticked so did it ticked away my hope. By now he was at the airport,checking in with his father’s entourage who were giving him maximum salute.
Tears wanted to drop from my eyes but I stayed strong. I said ” HE LOVES ME.”
“Off course, I love you, that’s why I convince my father to delay his flight for another hour just to come and pick you since you refused to pick my calls?”
I turned round , it was GERALD!!!!
At once, I rushed into his arms and began kissing him.
“Oh, babe, I thought I lost you.”
Tears ran down my cheeks freely now.
Gerald responded, “how can I leave my heart behind. How will I live without my heart in me?
It’s impossible. I can’t leave you , not today, not tomorrow, not even in death.”
We must hurry up, we have a plane to catch in an hour time.
“Yes babe, I’m ready to go with you even to the end of the world.”
We laughed and tripped off straight onto the soft surface of the waiting bed. Then….our love hormones betrayed us again. It sent us straight into another world. The world of love and ecstasy. I saw him swimming in my love pool for the next 15 minutes. When we were done, we got ready to leave for the airport.
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