Lahat ng Kabanata ng my bully loves me : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Scene – Breakfast Table, MorningThe kitchen smelled of fresh akara and buttered bread. Greg flipped pancakes while Helena tried to stop Leo from stealing bites off the pan.“Stop it,” she scolded, slapping his hand.“I’m quality testing,” Leo said with a mouthful. “Very professional.”Tessy walked in wearing sunglasses and holding a bottle of orange juice. “If I don’t eat soon, I’m throwing Leo out the window.”Greg handed her a plate. “Emergency carbs, coming through.”They settled around the table, munching noisily.“So,” Helena said between bites, “what’s the plan today?”Tessy grinned. “I heard there’s a local market not far from here. Handmade stuff, palm wine, music…”Leo sat straighter. “Did you say palm wine?”Greg chuckled. “Let’s go.”Scene – Ibadan Artisan Market, Late MorningThe streets bustled with color and sound—vendors calling out prices, kids weaving through the crowds, the air filled with spice and sweat and excitement.Helena wandered off to admire handcrafted jew

Scene – University Campus, Monday MorningThe sound of car horns, footsteps, and student chatter greeted Helena as she stepped out of the cab and onto the familiar pavement of her law school campus. Her duffel bag hung off one shoulder, her hair still smelling faintly of charcoal smoke and Leo’s drum.Greg had dropped her off first before heading back to his academy. She missed him already—but not in a sad way. In a full way.A knowing kind of missing.She took a deep breath and adjusted her backpack, the bracelet Greg had given her swinging at her wrist. It was navy and silver—his favorite colors.Inside the lecture hall, students were already murmuring, flipping through their notes and arguing over assignments. Helena slid into a seat near the window, greeted a few classmates, and opened her journal.Her lecturer’s voice drifted into the room seconds later, calm and clear. “Welcome back, everyone. I hope the break gave you more than sleep—it gave you clarity.”Helena smiled to herse

Scene – Campus Cafeteria, Tuesday AfternoonTessy balanced a tray of jollof rice and plantain in one hand and her tote bag in the other as she scanned the packed cafeteria. Students filled every table—laughing, arguing, typing furiously.Then she spotted Leo.Same old hoodie, same charmingly disheveled hair, but something about him was… different. Or maybe it was her.She walked over. “Is this seat taken?”Leo looked up, eyes lighting up. “Reserved for my favorite Ibadan kiss thief.”She rolled her eyes but blushed anyway. “That was one kiss.”“Exactly. And I haven’t stopped thinking about it.”She sat, trying to hide the smile tugging at her lips.Scene – Outside Lecture Hall, LaterAfter class, they walked side by side across the courtyard, books in hand. It had rained briefly, and the ground still glistened.“So,” Leo began, nudging her shoulder, “what are we now?”Tessy stopped mid-step. “What do you mean?”“You and me. Are we… friends with exceptional memories? Or something more?

Scene – Federal High Court, Abuja – MorningHelena smoothed down her navy-blue skirt suit, trying to ignore the nerves dancing in her chest. Her ID card swung gently from her lanyard: Legal Intern – Justice for All Foundation.She had imagined this day since she was a little girl pretending to cross-examine stuffed animals on her bed. But now, standing in the cold marble hallway of a real courthouse, it felt less like a dream and more like stepping into history.Dr. Ikenna, her supervising attorney, approached with a calm smile. “First case?”Helena nodded. “First real one.”“Watch everything. Not just the words—but who they protect. Who they forget.”She followed him into Courtroom 3. It smelled of old wood, polish, and tension.Scene – Inside the CourtroomThe judge entered. Everyone rose. The case began.A girl, no older than fourteen, sat in the defendant’s box—thin, shaking, barely holding herself upright. She’d been accused of stealing her madam’s necklace. No legal guardian. No

Scene – Whispering Palms Resort, Badagry – Saturday AfternoonThe cab rolled to a stop beneath towering palm trees, the breeze carrying the salty scent of the lagoon. Greg stepped out first, sunglasses on, hands in pockets, grinning at the sight of the tranquil blue water ahead.“Okay,” he said, stretching. “This is officially the best idea we’ve ever had.”Helena stepped out next, arms wide. “Sunshine. Peace. No courtrooms. No cockpits. Just vibes.”Tessy emerged with a wide-brimmed hat and a pineapple smoothie already in hand. “Correction: me being here is the best idea we’ve ever had.”Leo followed, camera slung around his neck. “I came for photos of palm trees. I stayed for chaos.”They laughed together, the sound light and familiar—years of trials, healing, and growth woven into the comfort of each other’s company.Scene – The Chalet by the WaterTheir room was a wooden bungalow with two large beds, a hammock on the porch, and the lagoon practically humming outside their window.