Chapter Twenty *****A wife beater, an abusive husband?!... I had begun to wonder if it was some sort of deja vu. Our mum had had to endure all of that during our childhood years and it was happening again to my only sister.  "Has anyone of them contacted you concerning my whereabouts?" Laila asked in panic. I shook my head in the negative, I hadn't received any calls to ask about her location but I knew it wasn't far fetched.  My phone buzzed just a few minutes later, it was my mum. I picked up immediately and placed it on loud speaker.  "Titilola" She half yelled, sounding distraugh . "Mummy happy Sunday" I answered trying to sound as cheery as I could. "Lola there's nothing happy about this Sunday o. Have you heard from your sister?" She asked.  I stared at the two ladies in the room,not knowing how to reply, Ta

Chapter Twenty two ***** The uneasy feeling I had had within the last few days had hardly dissipated.  Seeing David at Tunji's congratulatory get together made it less boring, we had talked and laughed for a while before he went back to his friends. The committee of friends as I fondly called them soon started leaving with their dates after Tunji gave a short vote of thanks, he was still tipsy at the time though. And before we knew it, he was drunk out of his mind. Tana offered to drive him home as he was too inebriated to get behind the steering wheel.  I drove her car instead, I had never been to Tunji's place even when he lived few streets away from us. I guessed it was because he was always at his office.  She didn't come home that night and when I called,she told me she went over to her parents' house. I didn't question her further, knowing she was safe. 

Chapter Twenty four  *****From calls to texts and before we knew it, dates. I was referring to David and I, we had hit it off pretty well within the last few weeks especially after the baby shower and he had asked me out on a date. I was over the moon but I didn't admit it to anyone, especially, not him. Anyhow, Laila who hadn't met him was pestering me on a daily, she wasn't satisfied with the pictures and wanted to see the chocolate man with her own eyes. Her words,not mine. It was a Friday night, Tunji had been home earlier than usual,looking a bit distraught but he tried to hide it, with a cheerful face. The smile wiped off his features when I mentioned I was going on a date with David. "A date?" He asked like the words were sour on his tongue. "Yup" I said popping the 'p' while trying to straighten the small creases on my black body con dress. "Why am I just hea

Chapter Twenty six ****"Good morning" His husky morning voice was the first thing I heard that beautiful morning. It was so refreshing.  "Morning" I whispered in response. I tried shifting out of his hold but he simply held on tighter and I just stayed still.  "Thank you" He said out of the blue. My face scrunched up in confusion.  "For what?"  "You won't understand what you did  by sleeping next to me, but you will later" He explained and got up before I could reply. His warmth went with him and I sat up, staring at his back which was turned to me.  "I have to go over to my parents' today" I voiced out, and he turned to stare at me.  "Oh" He mouthed. "When are you leaving?"  "Soon" I whispered, getting up slowly. He nodded and went into the bathroom to do his business,

 Felicia's POV (contd) "Felicia, I don't know what to do" Fiona cried bitterly in front of me, she had just lost her first baby owing to what she called her 'carelessness'. She had tripped and fell down the spiral staircase in her matrimonial home and had been hospitalized for a few days. She was seemingly physically healthy but emotionally? That was an entirely different ball game. Gerald of course had been pissed to no end, owing to the frustration and unnecessary pressure mounted on him. His father, Chief Kolade Gregg had him in a fix the moment I had Tolu. His consternation was understandable, but Fiona was hurt too, he was overreacting. He was supposed to be a support system but he only drifted away from her.  I, on the other hand watched my husband act like the good guy under the guise of being a caring brother in law. His hickory brown eyes, filled with pools of longing for my sister. He had fallen too deeply for my