Mag-log inA gripping college romance tangled in betrayal, temptations and dangerous secrets. Leon and Felicity are caught in a love that burns too hot to control—haunted by jealous exes, hidden affairs, and consequences that could shatter everything. Each kiss pulls them closer, each lie drives them further apart.
view moreCharity didn’t sleep that night.She sat on the edge of her bed, hands trembling, mind racing in circles she couldn’t escape. Anjola paced the room, whispering prayers under her breath even though she wasn’t sure who she was praying to—or for. “If you don’t end it now, Charity… it will swallow you.” Anjola said, voice low.Charity pressed her palms to her face. “I know. I know. I just… I didn’t think it would get this far.”But it had.Her mother had started discussing antenatal appointments. Leon’s parents had asked her to send updates. People were already congratulating her online. She couldn’t breathe under the weight of the lie anymore.She lifted her head, eyes glassy. “I need to end it… but I can’t just say it was a mistake. They’ll ask for proof. They’ll question everything.”Anjola stopped pacing.“Then we create proof.”Charity looked at her.“You mean…?”“Yes,” Anjola said, voice steady. “A miscarriage. It sounds horrible, but it’s the only clean ending. Something that expl
Leon got home long after midnight, the buzz from the drinks already fading and leaving behind something heavier. Something sharper. He showered quickly, tossed his clothes aside, and collapsed onto his bed.He expected silence.Instead, his phone lit up immediately.Tim:Bro did you see Felicity’s post?? LMAOO she dey enjoy life o.Leon’s breath paused.He opened Instagram.Nothing.Not a single new post from her.Not a single story.His heart dropped.Blocked?He stared at the empty circles on her profile—ones he used to check every morning, every night, sometimes every hour without meaning to.He swallowed.Leon:I can’t see anything. Send it.A second later, a screen recording popped up.He clicked it.The video opened with loud music and flashing lights—Kolade’s party.At first, the camera was on Gwen dancing with someone. Then it panned wider—and there she was.Felicity.On a table surrounded by people—guys, girls, laughter everywhere. Her hair curled over her shoulder, her outfi
Kolade’s house was already in full chaos—bass shaking the walls, neon lights slicing through the dark, smoke drifting like fog. Everywhere she looked, someone was filming, posing, shouting, trying to capture the night for their followers.Felicity stepped out of the car and drew a steady breath. She could handle this.Her friends flanked her immediately.“Head up,” Gwen whispered.“Don’t shrink,” Ibukun added.Felicity nodded once—small, but steady.Inside, the house was chaos—beautiful, expensive chaos.People dancing. People kissing. People arguing. People filming everything like life needed receipts.Someone shouted her name and waved excitedly. Someone else asked where she’d been hiding.She didn’t answer, just smiled politely.Her friends guided her to a lounge area with plush seats and neon lights cutting sharp colors across the room.Preston handed her a clean drink. “This one is safe. No weed.”She laughed—actually laughed—and took it.And slowly, she loosened.She laughed
The sun was already high when Leon arrived at the luxury poolside restaurant. The place was all glass railings, white umbrellas, and people who looked like they spent money just by breathing. Perfect distraction.Mark and Deji were already there, lounging like kings, drinks in hand.Mark raised a brow the moment he saw Leon. “Omo, see who finally left house arrest.”Deji smirked. “Abeg shift jare. Married man approaching.”Leon scoffed and sat, signaling a waiter. “You people are mad.”But the teasing didn’t stop.“You literally vanished,” Mark said. “We thought you were living holy life because of Felicity.”Leon’s jaw tightened at her name, but he forced a shrug. “Life changed. Had to adjust.”“Adjust,” Deji echoed dramatically. “Please. Just last month you were turning girls down left and right. Leon the reformed man.”“Leon the faithful,” Mark added.“Leon the—”He cut them off with a tired laugh. “Abeg, shift. Things happened.”Deji leaned forward. “So, tell us why you canceled y
Leon made his way back into the party with a smile that looked right only at a glance. The sway in his step, the loose set of his shoulders, the delayed laugh when someone congratulated him again — all small tells. And in a room trained to notice everything, small never stayed small.A few heads tu
Leon thought they were going home.That was what his mother had said in the car—just a quick stop, nothing serious. He’d been quiet the entire ride, still half inside the echo of fireworks and flashing lights, Charity leaning into him with a happiness so bright it almost hurt to stand beside.The c
“Imran… excuse me,” Felicity whispered suddenly.She didn’t stay for his reaction. She stood so fast she nearly stumbled over her bag. The cinema closed in on her all at once — the noise, the lights, the people. She mumbled quick apologies as she pushed past, her chest burning painfully with every
Leon stood in the middle of the Wyatt guest room with his arms stretched out while the stylists fussed over him—straightening his sleeves, tugging at his collar, debating over a tie like it mattered. Their voices barely registered. His mind was buzzing too loudly, tight with the pressure squeezing
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