In My Me Era Novels & Stories

That's why I am sounding apprehensive. 'I like that. But I don't live here. I live at Enugu where I run a hospital.' 'Your own hospital?' 'Well, yes.' 'Where is your hospital.' 'Off Robbinson Street, Uwani.' 'The name?' 'Solace; Solace Hospital.' 'I know that hospital.' 'Really?'

She said once Sayya reached the bottom of the stairs. "As always". Sayya smiled warmly before she said "I'll be out for about two hours, if I get late just go to bed and don't worry about me". Ima was a house help but was considered as more than just that, she was considered family, at times though, for Sayya, it was hard to express how much she cared about people, that soft emotional part of her had died along with Aunt Zarah. Her tough exterior was all that was known to most of the people she met, Ima and the other house helps however, knew what she really was like, or what she used to be.

I love making my meals because it makes me feel less paranoid. "How do you manage your company? You know, we didn't have education in that place?" I finally ask the question that has been nagging me since Vin started appearing on TV. With a chuckle, Vin moves towards me and settles between my legs. Since we met, this seems to be our favorite position, but I am not complaining. So, I drape my arms around his neck and pull him closer. It seems unreal.

Who in the hell was he to judge what I do to support myself? "Well, my own personal international corporation never came through like yours did. Mr. Blackstone. I resorted to modeling. I like sleeping in a bed as opposed to a park bench. And heat. The winters here suck!" The snark in my voice rang out pretty clear even to my ears.

Megra The afternoon sun filters through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. I sit on the edge of the sofa, watching as my little girl, Mia, bounces around with boundless energy. Her red curls, so much like mine, spring up and down with each leap. Her laughter fills the air—a sweet, innocent sound that momentarily lifts the heavy burden on my heart. It's been two years since she was born, and while my life has been anything but perfect, she is my solace. The only bright spot in a world that has grown increasingly dark.

🎶Nneka wait (open open), open for daddy (c’mon open) Nneka wait (nananana), open for daddy (ih eh ih eh) Nneka wait (nana), open for daddy (c’mon open) Nneka wait (oh yea yea), oh oh oh🎶 "I've been talking for more than five minutes but none of you answered," Maa glared at Mehr and Afnaan with her eyes, narrowed. She's been talking for almost five minutes but none of them heard her till she switched off the music. "Sorry Maa," they both mumbled. They look so adorable, Maa cooed internally before wearing back her serious face, "I'm asking you young ladies, what are you doing in my kitchen?" Maa gave them a stern look.

"You're worthless. Why should I waste resources on you?" The room fell silent, but Renee snorted with contempt, "Was I wrong? I gave birth to a useless child. It was a misfortune for both your dad and me. Luckily, I found someone promising. Just can't count on you in my old age. And stop playing the victim. At least I fed you. What did you do in return?" She spoke each word deliberately, glaring at me. "You tried to kill me." Ever since Cora entered the picture, I had never eaten a full meal. One day, getting home early from school and overwhelmed by hunger, I rummaged through the fridge for something to eat.

“I thought it was time to visit, Priya. After all, this is my family too.” Ayesha’s stomach tightened at the declaration. “Who is she, Maaji?” she asked cautiously. The woman turned to Ayesha, her gaze assessing. “You must be Ayesha,” she said. “I’ve heard so much about you. I’m Meera—Priya’s younger sister.” The tension in the room was palpable as Priya stepped forward, her composure slipping. “Meera, you have no business being here. Leave.” “Is that any way to greet your sister?” Meera asked, her smile never faltering. “I’ve been gone for a long time, Priya, but that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten what you did.”

Lucinda is very excited to be moving out of her parent's house at the same time she is fighting the thought of leaving her parents.Mom and Dad I will miss you so much ,she hugs them with love .Mom can I take the pink blanket with me Lucinda asks her mum already holding the blanket ,yes you can her mom replied.I am ready to go Lucinda says as she caries some of her bags outside ,Lucinda can you leave me your black T-shirt Daren asked standing by the door way holding Lucinda's black T-shirt ,yes you can Lucinda smiled at him thank you Daren said as he rushed to put it on.

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Mia turned to Merrick, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Are you dating my Mom?" Mia blurted out, unable to suppress her inquisitiveness. Merrick met Mia's gaze, his eyes crinkling with a gentle smile. "Yes, your mom is my girlfriend now," he responded, his voice filled with warmth. "So she's not just your mom anymore, but also my woman."