RUBY'S POV:
THURSDAY
I'm leaving Nigeria in the next 16 hours. Only God knows how long I'll be there but God and man, I'm going to try to enjoy it.
I'm a teenager after all. I'm not meant to think too much into the part of my future that entails marriage. I'm just human though so I frequently find myself thinking of how my wedding procession will be? Who will be that special man in a white suit?
All these thoughts are recurrent in my mind and no matter how hard I try to deny it, I only see James fitting in the specifications I feel I need for a man in a white suit that day.
As a teenager, you're meant to be lost in the world and trying to find yourself but of course, the need to feel loved and accepted really blurs our vision most time and we find ourselves being blown away by what we call a special need, a higher priority.
Right now, I need that sp
Ruby’s POV:ONE YEAR LATERThe last year has by far been one of the most eventful times for me. James actually went through with his rehabilitation program and I spent every day with him. It turns out he was overdosing on sleeping medicines and it almost became a health issue as his physical tolerance for the drug increased and he craved it more.Dealing with all the news was really stressful. I nearly had a miscarriage when I realized he lost sleep when I had to leave. He arranged for his private jet to move all his things from his house in Port Harcourt over to Nevada. We’d decided on a house there and we got one in a quiet area. He had to move money anonymously to my account since he couldn’t make the purchase himself. I had a feeling his father was monitoring his accounts. I didn’t say anything though.My parents and my new baby brother were ecstatic that I finally agreed to move closer. They were more ecstatic to find out I wa
RUBY’S POV:Two weeks laterWe had finalized all paper work and made plans on how to move. Sadly, James had been mentioned. The letter had been delivered to James already and the court meeting was today.I had picked out one of my many official wears, some slacks and a shirt along with a black blazer. Giving one last look at myself through the mirror, I agreed with my reflection that I looked good enough for a quickie, not like that’s what I expected. Turning around to leave, I looked at myself once more and agreed with my reflection that I had put on weight since I got home. Of course I would blame it on the fact that I ate away my anxiety, not that it worked though but a girl has to hope.Getting up to leave, I immediately felt a bit queasy when I walked too fast towards my bag that I’d left in the parlour. Rushing to my bag a bit faster, I unzipped it and grabbed at the packet of veggie crackers I’d gotten so used
RUBY’S POV:As I finally arrived home, my sorrowful separation from James kept playing in my mind.“I don’t know when next I’ll see you but it can’t hurt to ask you to wait for me” he’d said looking down at me lovingly.“You know I could wait another 10 years” I said and what I wanted to sound as a joke became the elephant in the room.“I won’t say bye, not even goodbye because I don’t want to let go ok. So see you soon”Of course, he would take away my breath for this parting too. So I said the only thing that kept sounding in my head. “Always and forever” and we both smiled as I got into my Uber.Slowly walking into my apartment, I thought of calling my parents and I prepared for them to freak. It’s not every time you get the shock of seeing your daughter in a completely different hair colour
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CHAPTER 26JAMES' POV:"I knew it wouldn't take you that long to find out""What" he said cocking his beautiful eyebrows and bringing out a bit of the wrinkles he'd probably tried to hide.She looked forward and said "You want to play that game-" picking up a glass of tequila I had left unattended to "fine."This wasn't working. What kind of person was so put together when she's high?"What did you do to me? I feel like Johnny English-"she finally turned to look at me, effectively jabbing me on the shoulder and retracting her hand "-strikes again"."Aren't you the
JAMES' POV:It had become a routine to check the CCTV footage for all the times I wasn't around my houses. After saying good night, I was about to go back to plop down onto my bed, the awkward position I'd been in during the surprise movie night, getting the best of me when my mind went back to went back to my prior engagement. Quietly scolding myself for almost forgetting to check the cameras, I turned and went to my study which I'd strategically placed at a door at the end of my closet.It wasn't that good though when you had to call meetings wherever you are and the stereotypical gang leader is meant to call the meeting in his study. Being normal didn't apply to me though, that's part of the reason I had a conference room. I mean why invite them into a room filled with novels that would make them all laugh rowdily wh