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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
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LIMITSÂ Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
*****My heart beats faster and my legs wiggles weakly. The silent treatment is killing me slowly and I find my self saying;“Please Wale, can I at least see you one last time.” I plead, still standing by the door.Yet, he says nothing. I turn and rest my back on the door while I squat down “I’m sorry I didn’t fully trust you. I’m sorry I compared you to the past men in my life, I’m sorry I gave you the impression that I didn’t love you, I’m sorry I doubted your love.” I speak, fighting the tears wrestling to pour “Ever since Ubong left me with Unwana, my daughter, in my womb, Living had been very hard. Some days when the humiliation grew worst, I attempt aborting my child and every time, I failed. If not for my Parent’s undying love, who knows if I would have been alive today.” I converse as tears floods my eyes and my beating heart threatens to stop.“I hated Ubong with my life, then a day came, I gave birth to my Bright star and from the first day I laid eyes on her, I found hope.
LIMITSÂ Â Â EPILOGUE
******UNWANA p. o. vI want to be like my mom when I grow up. Looking at her as we walk out of the airport, holding the hands of her husband, my father and holding me on my shoulder while we enter into the limousine sent from the GREG RESORT to pick us up to our new house in California. She I my role model, she’s strong, focus and has a good eye for men. I like my dad, Mr. Adewale Rotimi Smith far more than uncle Chidi, my mom’s ex. My mother had a sad beginning and now she is laughing at last and has also made me laugh.Now I don’t have to continue at command secondary school anymore, daddy said I will finish my education here. I’ll miss my friends but please, I’ll make new ones.I almost forgot, I’ll soon be a big sister. #smiles#The End
LIMITSÂ Â Â PROLOGUE
******Lagos is one of the busiest cities in Nigeria and trusts me, you don’t want to be in the position I am in, right now. I am on my way to one of my many Jobs in Lekki from Festac Town and right now, I am stuck on traffic. Not the type of traffic you know, I mean, it has been on a stand-still for like an hour now and this is frustrating because I feel like I’m going to get fired the moment I get to my destination.Since now I am practicing 'long suffering' at the back seat of a commercial vehicle beside an obesed, middle-aged woman on my right, squashing me like an house fly —with all her bodyweight— to the window of the bus. Oh shit, my sleeves are literally drenched in her sweat. Can today go any worst? Not to forget the woman sitting behind me, trying to hush her crying baby. This is how I live my life, every single day and right now, I can’t do anything about my present predicament but grumble as I give you a brief intro about me.My name is Eno-Obong Ekanem (Gift of God), fo
LIMITSÂ Â Â CHAPTER ONE
******I arrive at the Adebanjo’s mansion in Lekki ten minutes late cause of the traffic, praying endlessly in my mind not to get fired. There is something about babysitting for rich people, I earn in a day more than I earn in a week in all of my other jobs and that is not something I am ready to give up.I am a babysitter and I’m late. I hurry through the wide, black polished gate, dashing to the front door, frantically knocking on it and mindlessly hurting my knuckles, I continue to knock till I see the head maid opens the door, then I stop. Breathing heavily.“You are late.” She says, confirming the voice in my head that speaks louder than my heart beat.“I know, traffic.” not giving her the chance to scold me, I replied immediately.“Well, you are lucky. Madam is in the garden.” she moved her thumb to the direction behind her head which points to the garden.“Thank you.” I dash to the back of the house, finding Mrs. Adebanjo sitting in the roofed, detached porch-like structure er
LIMITSÂ Â Â CHAPTER TWO
*****I return home very early than usual, a little exhausted and famished and at the same time, too lazy to prepare anything. I take out my android phone, click it on and scroll to check if I missed any calls or text but, to my shock, nothing, not even from him, my boyfriend, Chidi. I sigh and drop the phone angrily on the couch. I met Chidi through my friend/neighbor’s boyfriend. They were kind enough to hook me up with him and since then, we’ve been dating for like a year now.I hear a light knock on my door and I rush to it with high expectations“Oh, it’s you” I sigh disappointed seeing Omoh. Remember that friend/neighbor who in agreement with her boyfriend, hooked me up with Chidi? Yes, this is her. My neighbor who happens to be my only close friend since I moved to this neighborhood.Omoh is a beautiful, tall, fair and slim lady who just finished her national youth service. Her dad is a Naval Officer and most of the Sundays, when she goes to Navy town to greet her parent, she
LIMITSÂ Â Â CHAPTER THREE
******I scan the bar as I walk in, half empty, I observe, and Chidi is yet to be seen. I take out my phone from the silver purse hanging across my shoulder, tapping twice on my phone screen to reveal the time. 11:48 AM, I'm early. Sighting an empty table, I make my way towards it and draw out a chair tugged under it then, make myself comfortable on it.Unconsciously, I repeatedly Tap my fingers on the polished black, wooden surface while pondering if he will show up or not. I open my contact list on my phone, search out his number and just as I am about dialing his number, a gentleman walks up to where I'm seated.“Can I get you anything ma’am?” The waiter in Black polo with the bar's name —Ricardo— inscribed on it, asks politely.I smile briefly at the young man “Em, I’m waiting for someone. Maybe a bottle of water will be fine for now, thanks.”“Ok ma’am” He replies with a warm smile. He leaves, returning shortly with the water.I hate this situation I find myself in right now. Hav
LIMITSÂ Â Â CHAPTER FOUR
*****Omoh has gone over to Uche’s house at Ajah which mean, I have no one to witness me in my depress state. I move around the house, from one room to the next, trying to calm the numerous voices speaking all at ones in my head.I have not gotten myself since yesterday, since Chidi shocked me with his fwords. People may say I’m acting like a child when they see how restless I’ve become. But the truth is, I am not restless from the breakup, I am worried.I’m worried I might be cursed, I mean, my history with men has drawn me to that conclusion. It’s either that or I attract the wrong kind of guys. Maybe a just like the saying, you attract who you are; maybe I’m a wrong woman who attracts wrong men. I doubt that. Maybe I’m searching in the wrong places. Argggg! I’m lost in my own self, Ubong deceived me and all the other men despise me but I’m not going to dwell on that any more. I have my priceless Jewel, Unwana, and I have to be the best mother for her.All I need to do is, one, er
LIMITSÂ Â Â CHAPTER FIVE
******“Thank you for making out time to be here, I’m Ruth,” An elegant looking woman, dressed in a Navy blue, off-shouldered maxi dress, stripped with gold lines on the burst that matches the gold studs earrings revealed under her long box braids and the gold bracelet on her left wrist, introduces as she welcome me into her sitting room, pointing to the couch for me to sit “I was thrilled when my friend called me to inform me about your coming,” she sit comfortably facing me “before then, I was frustrated.”Mrs. Adebanjo had filled me in a little on the personality and need of her friend, Ruth. And while Mrs Adebanjo is away on a trip with her family, I'm really in need of a substitute job so, it's imperative I make a good impression here today.“I had trouble getting a good babysitter so I called my friend who recommended you to me.”“I’m sorry you had to go through the trouble.” I say, smiling“Thank you again Eno.” “You’re welcome.” I reply.“I have a company dinner to attend ne
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