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Chapter forty-five.
Mokunfayo Badmus:
The absence of Mike, when things began to go wrong proved that I shouldn't have been so sure.
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Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter forty-six. (Not edited).
Mokunfayo Badmus:It was probably a ploy to get me to talk first when Mike suddenly parked the car at the beginning of a row of poorly constructed kiosks after thirty minutes of a silent drive to an unknowable destination.
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter forty-six II (unedited).
I still didn't see the reason why Mike had brought me there, but I was grateful that he had. Especially when Mike set the cute little kid down and handed her a few naira notes to go put up some clothes, but the girl shrug a shoulder in refusal."I no want bibe." She offered in explanation and ran towards me with her childish giggles.I crotched down and let her wrap her hand around my neck, not minding the fact that my white blouse would be stained."Bye bye." I giggled when she smacked her lips against my cheeks and took off when she saw Mike closing on her.The infectious happiness of the cute girl reminded me of my own niece. No one could ever be anything less than happy when these bundles of joy were around. Maybe the carefree nature of this kid was the reason why Mike brought me here. To indirectly advice me to stop being so uptight with worry.Maybe he was right, maybe I needed to live a little.Just maybe. The woman too said her goodbyes after conversing with Mike for a few mor
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter forty-seven (not edited).
Almighty Mike:How things went from zero to hundred in the span of a few minutes, I wasn't sure, but I knew I was stupid for comparing Angel to Cordelia and it was too late to take back my words.
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Mokunfayo Badmus (not edited).
AN:Hey there! I just realised that I actually have people following this book and I've been a little bit sketchy with my recent updates; I'm sorry about that, been typing chappies with serious illness and I can barely even comprehend what I'm writing.I promise to edit when I feel better and I'll advice that y'all wait till then before reading as your eyes might twitch from all the typos you'll find.The previous chapter was extremely short, so here's the second part for it. Enjoy :)Mokunfayo Badmus:Mike, for some reason, stood far away, looking spooked and nervous when I finally opened my eyes and was able to breath in a lung full of air without feeling heaviness in my chest."Are you okay? Do you need water? Do you need anything? Of course you need a bath. I'll run one for you ASAP." He gushed out in a single breath and retreated from the room in a rush. He even tripped on his way out of the room and chuckled nervously to alleviate his embarrassment.I wasn't sure as to what was
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter forty-eight.
If you are following up on this book, which at this point, I doubt, I advise that you wait a bit for me to get over with an edit. This chapter is very rough and would make your eye twitch, however I want to submit a chapter today and get on to edit all the previous chapters altogethr. Here goes nothing. °°°°Mokunfayo Badmus:
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter forty-nine.
Mokunfayo Badmus:With all the recent events going on around me, I didn't think anything anyone said could actually shock me anymore, but Mike's revelation totally threw me off guard and regardless of the fact that I'd already mentioned this over a thousand times, I knew other surprises could never hold a candle to this one. I was enthralled. "I…" I didn't know what to say. I was totally dumbstruck and my swaying announced that the shock was affecting me physically as well. "You should really rest your leg. You can't keep up with this position. Come, let me help you…" I didn't even know he had moved close enough until his right hand wrapped around my shoulders as he helped me steady. I wordlessly allowed him to steer me towards the seat I'd been so eager to vacate earlier and watched him carefully set me sideways on the couch, leaving my feet suspended in his hands. He only released the leg —unto is laps— after seating close to me, then he started to massage my injured foot gently.
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter fifty.
First draft, do not read yet.Almighty Mike:
Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect Chapter fifty.
First draft, do not read yet.Almighty Mike:
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