The following morning, before anyone got up from bed, I left for the police station to see what Brandon wants from me.He veers at the sound of my footsteps approaching and smiled his words out."Welcome my wife?".The look on his face was a lot strange, I looked and saw the police were busy, before responding to him."what do you want?". The tone of my voice immediately gave raise to his, " aww, are you saying you can't come to visit your husband in jail and come to think of it, how's dad". I got a hint of fear, "his fine?". That I said but he thought otherwise."Boma you're lying, how's dad?".Once again he lets out to me. "Speak?" He adds up pouring out the truth. "I'm sorry Brandon, but after the incident at home, dad passed away". ( Startled look) "What?".He got dazed by it. "Yes, I'm

"I know what you did dear?, I know the truth because before all this happened Scott came home and asked me for your hand in marriage".( Dad announced. Pausing to see my reaction)  Urgh, that idiot!!! I knew he would do something stupid but didn't believe that going to speak with my dad was the foolish thing he would do. I danced my eyes trying to find my words. Nothing I can say would justify everything that did happen because of my mistake. "Boma?".  Dad cuts my thoughts in two. "Yes?", I faked a smile. Dad noticed that and said. "Tell me the truth, are you still in love with Scott?". ( He fiddles for my response) "I....don't.... know... dad".  My words broke in bits. I got up wearing a tense look on my face. "Dear?" He whiskered me back knitting our eyes as one. "You're in lo

Hi, I'm boma hart, there are a few things you know or maybe just forgot, after my wedding to Brandon, my life has become a daily soap opera, my father in law died as a result of what his son did, which was as a result of my infidelity with his cousin brother, who was my first college sweetheart. Can my love for Scott be the end of me?. ( still on the story). Mrs. Matilda got a chance to speak. She glanced around my room, it was as if she was trying to get her words together."Aunt?", I called, reeling her scrutiny rear to me. She smiled a little, reporting with her response.She pulled my hands up and placed them on her head. " tell me the truth?. Did my son and yourself become intimate with each other?". Her imploring to know the truth wasn't going to be an easy chance to lie my way through, her gaze throbbed to know the validity. I pulled her hands down and turned my back on her with my face pinned down.&

I went with Mr. David, feeling uneasy, he gets the car ready and the minute I stepped in, it drives away from the mansion."Mr. David, where are we going to," I asked.He turns around, "somewhere ma'am". That's was his response, still unable to give me what I want.  The car keep on moving, I look as we drove past the highway and stopped in front of a shop. "We're here, please get down,"  I stepped out looming my eyes around, a lady walked out, seizing my attention. "Hello," she smiles "Hi, you're?" I raised a question, she maintained the same look on her face, takes my hand, and dragged me in. "Please sit," She pushed me down on a chair and rushed out, I sat still oblivious to what was happening. Why would Mrs. Mathilda ask me to come here, and by that I meant, the hair salon? 

Our lips were just an inch closer, he motioned me to get up, which I tried too but rather a strain of my hair got tied to his shirt. "My hair!" He veered down and noticed it as well. "Urgh! Let me"  he removes my hair nudging me off but this time, I dragged him as well, as he fell on me, leaving a kiss on my lips, that felt like a fireworks array, shortly the light switched on, finally seeing the face of the man, I believed it was, "you? What the hell?".     In a haste, I pulled him away, as he looked on wearing a weak smile on, " what? Did think it was Scott".  A nasty look pins around his devious-looking face when the same person walked the room.   "Jason, Bro! What are you doing here?"    He moves his eyes a little further, as he noticed my presence there, "boma, you are here?" He says ambling closer and noted the tensed look on my face.   "Is everything okay?".  He i