Chapter 062|Nothing else made senseThe doctor came out from the theatre room, his scrubs lapel dangling in front of him. Chucks who was closer to the entrance was already diving toward him. "How was the surgery?" He asked frantically, while they just held their breath waiting for his verdict. He beamed. "She is out of danger, any seconds after when she was brought would have made her condition critical," Taiwo was to thank for that and they knew. After Jasmine had gone unconscious, berserk didn't even begin to cover how he had felt. Keeping up with him had been almost impossible. Taiwo couldn't believe the panic he had felt when she had closed her eyes, how willing he was at that moment to do everything he could to see her alive. Yes she had taken a bullet for him and Just that thought made him shudder, why will she do something so stupid? But what he felt, when she had stopped moving? It was almost like it was Bankole's death happening once again, but this

Chapter 064|Go get your GovernorSome people just never change. But she didn't want him to. She wanted all of him, his imperfections, inability to use words to properly explain how he feel, his dark dark past, his dangerous present and everything his future will bring. Everything and now she was more than determined to find out if he feels the same way. "You stayed," she voiced out, at a loss of what else to say as the tears she was too tired to hold came gliding down her cheeks. "You are here with me." He shrugged, "You took a damn bullet for me, it was the most human thing to do." She felt the first pang of despair. "Are you here because you felt obligated, guilty?" The legendary stacked cards came to her mind. He stood up. "I would have been in the hospital if a random person had gotten into trouble because of me." His words were enough to push just one card while she sucked in a breath, not believing he could easily revert to being so formal, so cold towards her

Chapter 066|A criminal"How is Jasmine?" Taiwo's steel like gaze was set on the blank wall as he clenched his jaw not knowing what Bayo was playing at but not currently in the mood to deal with it. Going to work every day was tough enough, just gaping at Jasmine's cubicle which was still untouched like a total loser and taking it out on his assistants and work made him completely drained, angry and tired? He didn't want to deal with discussing her, he didn't want to open his mouth and say her name because then the pain in his heart would feel real, and with reality comes fear. He was stricken with fright that he just might never be able to hear that name again without feeling his insides squeezing. "Last I heard about her, she was fine." He managed to say in a tone that suggested he was both uninterested and not willing to discuss Jasmine. "Why have you only been hearing about her and not from her?" He scoffed, giving Bayo a disbelieving glare and sighing, he walks to

Chapter 068|Home is not a placeHe gave her a little unsure smile. "Are you sure because well, you always saw something in me that no one else did." He held her hand. "Nothing feels the same without you anymore." "This is the best decision for everyone, trust me." "Is it? The team is moving, I mean the only home you truly know, your memories with Sir Young resides there, your short but helluva impressive speeches were made in the courtyard of those homes and everything you truly hold dear is in there and I'm being whisked off to a boarding school? And you think that is the best thing?" "Sir Young would always say that home is not a place but in here," she touched the right side of her chest. "That's why wherever you go and whatever you do, it doesn't change how and what I think of you. You'll always be home to me, I'll choose you again and again and again if need be because that's what family would do." "Do you think Sir Young would have approved if he was alive?" "He w

Chapter 070|Home to her "Love is knowing that the person you have that feeling for just might not be perfect, learning the ugly, the messy, the heartbreaking, the scandalous and still not able to feel differently about that same person." Her breath hitched as she told herself again and again not to have hope, not to get all excited. Not to think he was talking about her, them. "The picture of the butterfly, I can't look at it now without remembering your own crazy interpretation. It hurts so much." Her eyes met his. "So you brought it down?" She asked because that was the right, sanest thing to do unlike her who had made an unhealthy habit of strolling around Surulere like a psycho, her legs digging into the mud and her eyes welling with tears. "Yes, I removed it off the wall." Then he stood up, watching her expression as he walked towards her while she just stared. "I took it upstairs, just opposite my bed, so it was the first thing I saw when I woke up and the last when