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THE REVENGE
My acidic tongue as a result of my bitter experiences no doubt. Life experiences twist character. Character is the core of leadership. Charisma without character is a failure. “Hmm, my eyes are just opening to what I am gradually becoming a princess.” Comfort said in a sober mood. “Thank you for taking the risk of opening my eyes to these things. I believe I’m going to be a great leader, women and even men will learn from my wealth of experience. I want to re-build my character to become the best of God’s creation.”
Back then, I (called) invited those ladies that bro. Solomon had disappointed, I decided to engage them in dealing with men generally. “We should be the one handling the men and putting them in their place. Enough of their deceptions, if you will agree with me I have a plan.” They were all eager; seem excited to know my plans. “Not so fast babes,” I said. “I’ll get in touch with you one by one tKaugnay na kabanata
THE CONVERSION REVENGE CONTINUES.
The song was ecstatic romantic, I felt like crying. My guy brought a big gift well parceled and gave it to me. I quickly opened it and saw a cake, not decorated I saw a knife near it and cut the cake in middle. I felt like there was an obstruction. I look unto the cake and saw a mental; I brought it out, guess what it was? It was a ring and close to the ring was another thing. He knelt while the music played on, he asked me to be his special lady. I clapped joyously and told him “yes, yes, yes,” he took me by surprise and picked me up like a baby, I felt ashamed so I used my hands to cover up my face. He set me down gently and before I knew it, he had outsmarted me and gave me a long kiss. Wow! I responded and enjoyed it though. “Hey, hey, lady, don’t tell me you are falling in love so cheaply,” I told myself quickly. Everything was happening so fast. I looked into the cake again, I saw a bunch of keys. I never saw this coming at all. Someone that doe n
THE CONVERSION TWIST OF FATE
Will comfort ever fall in love? Will she continue to torment the men in his life? Let’s go.“Commy, commy, commy, please wait for me.” I turned to look at the boy calling commy and saw a not-too-familiar face. He drew closer to greet me as if he had known me all his life. Pleasant, approachable, polite courteous. Well, I had no choice but to greet him calmly, thoughtfully. I had to ask him the question, “who is Commy?” “You are, aren’t you called comfort?” “Oh! That’s interesting. No one has ever called me pet names like commy.” I smiled at him. “And why were you calling me, Mr. Loiter,” I twisted my tongue like a Briton, to which he started to laugh. “Oh no be serious.” He said. He was walking to the library without him knowing. I was going there and I kept on while he followed suit. I asked about him, almost anything I could, till we reached the library. Andrew was a final year student s
THE CONVERSION TWIST OF EVENTS
The burning desire to be in his arms all night craved me. I wanted him so much that I could not take my meal till I slept off. I woke up, reliving the scary moment when I was surrounded by six to seven men. If Andrew had not come that night, what could have happened to me? It could have been the fight of my life. Will I be able to subdue the seven? What of if they had overpowered me. Oh oh oh that would have been so humiliating. It is better left unimagined. The thought that a lot of guys hated me so much that they desire to hurt me is even scarier, terrifying.It was cleared to me that I have carried enemies for myself. I had hurt so many men both in and out of campus that they are eager to humble me so badly. “I need a man in my life. I feel Andrew will fill the gap. Andrew is tall, strongly built, broad-chested, a muscled body he is huge. He will be the Mr. Bodyguard for me. Maybe I should tell him about the text messages. These things have likely been planned just to
THE CONVERSION EVENTS UNFOLDING
As soon as we left the room, we were outside the gate of the hotel waiting for a cab, we saw a car stopped and six boys came out looking mean and very furious. “Andrew, you betrayed us,” one of them spoke out in anger. “Bullshit” another banged the car in anger. “How could you, Andrew, you! What the hell do you think you are doing?” “He knows, he will pay us, isn’t it, he must pay everything.” They kept on talking and grumbling.Andrew remained unperturbed; he put his hands in his pockets, looking at them. As one of them came to hit him at his chest, he flared up and gave him an elbow. The others separated the duo. I looked at Andrew I became scared for him. He had risked all to save me from ridicule, reproach, and humiliation. I looked at them one by one and realized that two faces were familiar; the guy that gave me a car and another approached me for friendship. I later realized that the car they came with was the one giv
THE CONVERSION MORE REVELATIONS
ANDREW: Please my Commy, I have no peace in my heart until I tell you everything.COMFORT: You mean there is more to this.ANDREW: Yes, I need you to forgive me.COMFORT: I will forgive you, I mean to say I have forgiven you.ANDREW: It started when you came in as a fresh student on campus. As soon as I saw you, I fell in love with you. I can say it was love at first sight. You were young, beautiful, dashing, seem intelligent, speak good English can I say, Queens English. You were everything I needed in a woman.One day, you were to go for lectures, I was also going, we met in one of the lecture theatres, I asked your name, you told me, “Comfort is my name and you are..,” stretching out your hand to shake me, I replied “Andrew, I am called Andrew but you can call me Andy,…” we later exchanged numbers. I called you one day on phone, you did not pick, I kept on calling you but you never did pick nor call back. I felt bad so I dec
THE CONVERSION TURMOIL
“I can’t take this anymore, Commy I need to tell you what is happening in my family.” My sister called through phone informing me of her husband's escapades. She had tried to keep it to herself but now she is going nuts. She needed someone she could confide in. she told me that friends can betray trust. “I had wanted to share with one of my friends but I couldn’t. She cannot be trusted with such sensitive things. She may end up discussing with other friends and before you know it, the whole world would have heard. I just want to be very careful. I have heard of friends that took advantage and use it against the said woman destroying the marriage completely. I don’t want to destroy my home. I believe I’m a builder, not a destroyer.” She said. “I’m learning my sister, but why not tell your pastor, who will counsel the two of you or you can go to a professional counselor. I just feel I’m too young to do anything.”
THE CONVERSION THE RELIEF
“It’s your entire fault,” I told my sister. “I blame you for allowing this to go under your nose. It means you are not vigilant. This has been on for a very long time. You must have seen traces even before courtship but you ignore, you fail to accept the truth, and you were too involved in him. You were busy looking the other way, while he was occupied in women. Take responsibility and hold yourself accountable for his promiscuity. ”I thought she would talk, but she kept silent over my accusations. I felt she was giving it a thought. She needed to calmly recollect how it all started. Acknowledging your fault or weakness of character is the starting point of healing.She had given the devil a foothold in her marriage unknowingly and now it’s dawning on her she needed to tackle this. She replied, to my utmost surprise calmly and soberly. “Can you please go on and expatiate how I have allowed him, and if possible give me solutions on
THE CONVERSION LIFE IN DUBAI
“Look where you are going madam,” a tall strange man said in his deep husky voice. He is looking every inch an Arabian, nature born of Dubai possibly. He looked like a prince with a lovely turban and golden chain on his neck, with a golden ring on his fingers. “a penny for your thought,” he continued, “you are oblivious of your environment and seem lost in thought. What could a beautiful lady be doing alone in this city? Are you with a chaperon or shall I say a husband?” I kept on looking at him from his head to his toes.I had bumped into this wealthy-looking man and he kept on asking questions with no reply. When it seems I was not ready, he left me and went far away to sit down viewing me from afar.My husband, Barry booked a flight for me online paying for two weeks' holiday to sort out myself and be relieved from the depression that had settled in after being caught sleeping with maids on different occasions. I had wanted to divorce
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