...she begged
desperately, surprising me with her question. I swallowed hard as I returned
her gaze.
‘’Blessed,
I’m only here to do my job and romance isn’t part of it. This assignment will soon
be over before you know it and no one in this house will remember me again. I
have no special romantic feelings for anyone’’ I
guardedly
answered. She dropped her eyes, saying nothing more.
The last thing
I wanted was hurting Blessed with my words but she always had a way of asking
the most difficult questions.
Early the
next day, Lydia and I left the house for Abuja. We covered the first few kilometers
in silence until I asked her the question that had been bugging me since the previous
day. ‘’are you in love with Harry? I’m sorry for being inquisitive’’ I
nervously asked. She smiled and gave me a quick look.
‘’actually
we...
have been friends for so long and it kind of looks as if we are dating even though
I’m yet to say yes to him. I like him but he is so unpredictable. He switches
mood faster than a chameleon changes color. This minute he will be happy and
jovial, the next minute, he becomes so annoying and rude.
It’s just
as if he takes drugs. I can’t be with such a man’’ she confessed while I drove
on silently as I pondered over her words. I wasn’t really supposed to ask her
the question but I never knew how I got the courage to ask. Perhaps I cared for
her much more than I thought. Maybe what I was feeling for her deep inside was
love. Yes maybe or maybe not.
To be
continued
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