LOGINHenry’s pov
There was a time when I had given up on happiness. I had come to think that maybe it was not meant for me. I was not special enough to have it in my life. I worked in a government ministry and earned a fairly good salary, for a person my age. While a lot of my friends were unemployed, I was swimming in money, as they referred to it. So, in summary, I had a good job and a good life. Women were not hard to get. They would flock towards. And most had ulterior m
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“You’re not from here, are you?” Carla asked. She crossed her arms and offered me a death glare.“Were you following me?” Noah asked in a matter of fact tone. He didn't look too ecstatic to see her.“I would never do that,” she said but looking a
“Who are you?” Aunt Caro asked Noah with her coolest stare. He was wearing a white shirt and dark blue jeans that fit him like they were custom made. His short hair was brushed to the back and he looked so fresh I thought I could eat him up.“Noah Elliot,” he said, sta
I had never loved anyone as much as I loved Andrea Beza. Even though I had dated a number of girls before her, I still considered her my first love. I could never forget her because meeting her changed my life. It was during and after the relationship that many things became clear to me, things I
I liked the idea of marrying Noah but aunt Caro didn't want to hear of it. “At this point you can't reject Jeff.” She said after I spilled the news of Noah’s proposal the next day. She continued to cut the newspaper pages into four equal parts. “He knows about our plan and could ruin the chances







