Jude and I never spoke about that night again by some silent agreement, but he started acting better in the house. He started coming back earlier and asking about business. He seemed to have come around and resumed helping with the chores and the kids. I think this was it, finally. What I has hoped […]
We just had sex and I wanted to get up when he pulled me back. As usual, he forgot the condom, I gave him one from my box and he started begging to “feel me naturally.” This was the routine already; I was getting used to it. I wondered what he wanted now. I could
“Hello, Rahimat.” This doesn’t sound well. I drop my hand-fan because this call cannot allow for multitasking. “Hello, ma. I can’t really hear you well.” Of course, the network is great. Of all the times for the network to be at its best. “Me I can hear you well. Loud and clear.” Trust Aunty Folusho
Living a life beyond our basic needs is wonderful. Being able to afford the car you’ve always wanted not only feels good but realistically saves you a lot of stress (and time) when commuting to work. If all we could do was eat and pay for housing and clothing then we may not be able
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Jude had been coming home consecutively to eat lunch. If he was trying to fix our marriage, there were better ways, like having open communication. This new style was creepy. Is he stalking me? I think he is! I had not gone to the firm in about three days now because of Jude, I would
“Where’s my food?” I looked up and Jude was standing in a menacing posture. He just took his shower and was asking me for his dinner. “Which food?” “My dinner.” “You have not eaten your meal in this house for how many days now, why are you suddenly expecting food?” “And so? Is that why
I couldn’t believe Jude had been throwing a tantrum every single day since he discovered my business. I was a bit scared because he seemed like he would do anything to truncate it. I thought this restrictive life was for older marriages and not a marriage between two young persons. It appeared that Jude really
Bukola: Just as the elevator was about to close, I started running. I made it in time, nodded at the person inside, and pressed 7. While I waited for my floor, I adjusted my dress. I was tired of working. Whoever came up with the idea of five days of work and two days of
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I wanted to talk to Jude when he returned. I knew I seemed confused because just some days ago, I had agreed to face my life and leave Jude to do what pleased him. But seeing his emotions the other day in the kitchen and him not snapping at me even when I accused him
“Jude, who is Faith?” “Faith?” “Yes, Faith. Your friend, Tope said it yesterday.” “Tope,” Jude answered irritably, then hissed, “that drunk.” I knew Jude was going to cover this up, he made me question my sanity frequently. I checked his phone when he slept last night and what I saw confirmed that he had started