Ironing things out.

Of course Kola would bounce back from my words swinging, ready to fight. While I was telling Ivy that we would have to stay in a hotel, he just entered the car after locking the door of my apartment and told me that if I insist on the hotel that I am insisting on us being over. And so he guarantee me keeping quiet and not protesting at his words, as soon as we got to his house, he showed Ivy where she would sleep and went to his room, I wanted to share a bed with Ivy but when he called my name from his room I decided not to risk increasing his ire. We didn’t cuddle that night and I didn’t sleep well, the next morning, I woke up early to see his part of the bed empty and when I moved to the sitting room, I saw him lying on the couch with his eyes closed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to drive you from your room.” I snapped at him, angry with myself for allowing tears to fill my eyes because I was hurt by his action.

“I couldn’t slee