Lagos, 2022"I did everything you told me to do and I was still rejected," Kelvin said, almost shouting. "She didn't even look at my face. She made me feel like I was some kind of evil creature who only cared about himself and no one else. What more did she want me to say? Did she want me to say that I was going to worship her till the day I die? Did she want me to say that I was going to kill myself if she didn't accept me back? I feel terrible, Ifenna. I feel terrible because I did everything you told me to do and I still didn't get her. It is fucking terrible and painful! Perhaps, I should forget about her and just move on with my life since I am no good for her. . . She should have said something at least! She should have made me feel like I was actually making efforts to be a good guy but she didn't. She only made me feel worse like an asshole who has lost his mind. Maybe I am no good for her. Maybe she is no good for me. Either way, your idea was a disaster because I tri

Lagos, 2022Despite Ifenna recommending Kelvin to visit Obioma if he needed extra help from someone who didn't know him really well, he still couldn't sit tight and view his life from the shadows. After all, it was clear to him that he had made a big mistake in the approach he used in getting closer to the heart of Sharon, an approach he was willing to change as soon as he got the opportunity to meet her face to face again. The next day, before Sharon left for work, he stopped her along the road and knelt down in a fashion that most modern men use whenever they want to announce to their bride that they are willing to take their relationship to the next level. Sharon didn't feel pleased with his gesture although she was amazed at the amount of courage he had gathered to prove to her that he really meant business and he was not going to give up easily despite the unnecessary torture she was imposing on him which he thoroughly deserved."Please, get up," she

Ontario, 1983It was morning. The church bells had just began to ring when Blackwheel arrived. In the dark and silent room, the drab light of the weary sun outside filtered in through the silky curtain, allowing a limited passage of light. Already, the coming of the sun had been announced through the sound of the bell like a messenger sent forth to disseminate information for the time being."I have to prepare early. I don't have much time for myself or for anyone," Blackwheel muttered to himself and yawned. He was feeling tired from the long walk he had had a day before.Sitting himself up, in an upright position, he held his head with his hands as if he was trying to adjust it and move it away from his neck. It was as though his mind was about splitting from his head. His eyes roamed to the door which led to the entrance of his room when he heard a noise. He was expecting someone but due to the delay, the little hope that rose in his heart about ten hours ago had died dow

Lagos, 2017KELVIN:Hey! How are you doing? I finally came back! I missed talking to you! How have things been going on your side?BELLA:Hey! Good morning! Or afternoon to you I think! It is great to see you back. I missed you!KELVIN:I missed you too. Good afternoon!BELLA:It is 7 am here and I'm hooking up my morning coffee drip. The weather is really not that bad. I am sure you can relate with the feeling of the weather. It feels cold but it isn't. I think the weather is in a good mood today.KELVIN:So, do you have a pipe inside your body? That is great! Honestly, it is!BELLA:I don't have a pipe inside my body! Coffee is great! Lol! All day long! I never see the need to sleep.KELVIN:You seem happy today. That is a good trait.BELLA:I suppose so.. every once in a while it happens. I guess I am happy today because you finally came back. It is always great to reunite with a long lost friend even if he has

Pennsylvania, 2022Not once during the five days following the explanation behind Uju and Abby's death had an image of their dead bodies buried underneath the ground come into Maria's mind. She had thought about it bitterly until she could no longer cry or think again. She had thrust the whole scene back and forth, and there it still lay, monstrous, horrible and terrifying as it had been before. She was not much of a believer but she believed in the power of words and truth. And to think that her ancestral father, James Blackwheel who she had never met was involved in their deaths made her feel awful and sad. She was not so much in a bad stupor or in a wayward lane with brown leaves falling quickly with no end. She was in a bizarre situation where she saw Uju and Abby begging for their lives and being punished for doing so.Having been briefed by Detective Doe about the incident that had kept her in the dark, she made a quick call to Clark with the hope that he would answe