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Always One More Time #18 By Temitope Ogunyinka

RESTORATION? I love you. Please come back home. Those were the only words he could type down the moment he saw the pictures. A mixture of emotions had run through his body. That had been four months ago. His anger almost got the best of him. He wanted to lash out at her for hurting him that much. Seeing his wife kiss another man and him grabbing her in an indecent way tore his heart. But then, God wasn’t leading him to divorce; no matter how much the thought danced around him. He had been tempted to get Dele’s home address from Daniel and get his wife out of his house, but he had clear instructions and he was following them. Though he missed his wife, he had to let her come back to him on her own. A marriage involved two people willing to make it work, and…

Always One More Time #17 By Temitope Ogunyinka

Read older episodes of Always One More Time How many times does someone make a mistake? When does it get too much? And is it ever late to turn back? Funlola knew she had made a mistake. This was what she had wanted to avoid when she got married to John. Hurting him. She had told him everything she did. It wasn’t just Jide she had been with, but also Ebuka (nothing major, a few kisses), and then with Dele . . . Just few days after their wedding. She had told him of her parents and her life with all the other men she had been with. As if trying to further prove her point of why she was wrong for him. The look on his face when she told him. . . The pain she undoubtedly caused him . . . it hurt her more than she…

Always One More Time #16 By Temitope Ogunyinka

I apologize for this coming late. The site was slow over the past few days and I had someone working on it all day. It’s a bit better now but we’re still working on it. How was your day, though? Enjoy episode 16 of Temitope’s engaging series. The afternoon sun poured in through the windows and shone on Funlola’s forehead as she washed the dishes in the sink. The least she could do after John made the meal was clean up after the both of them. She was making progress little by little; showing herself useful in the house. Her glass of wine was seated on the counter waiting for her so she could relax in-front of the TV. John never took alcohol but permitted her to have a drink once in a while. Her life was taking a new turn each day. Sometimes it was boring, other days…

Always One More Time #15 By Temitope Ogunyinka

Read previous episodes of Always One More Time Efe closed her eyes and breathed out. The temptation to call Daniel each day and find out what he was up to was alarmingly high. She found it hard to trust him now that she was in school and he was home alone; alone with whomever he was seeing behind her back. Her ears plugged she listened to the cool tunes of Don Moen, but it didn’t calm her nerves. She was going to try really hard to concentrate on school-work, but knew it would be difficult. Even more difficult than living with him. She had discovered being married to Daniel was a different ball game altogether than knowing him as a family friend. He wasn’t what she had expected. But then what had she expected? A happy home and the both of them playing house with their daughter and having…

Always One More Time #14 By Temitope Ogunyinka

Catch up on previous episodes of Always One More Time Vengeance is mine saith the Lord. Adesewa slammed her bible shut having stumbled upon the bible passage. That wasn’t the scripture she needed. In fact she didn’t want to hear anything about the bible. She wanted to plan. She wanted to inflict pain. She wanted the both of them to know what it felt like to be disappointed and hurt. God, you know what Daniel did to me . . . I’m justified to hurt him just as much. Aren’t I? She knew the answer to her question but pushed it aside. She thought back to her moments with Daniel. A smile slowly appearing on her lips, as she stared off. She was sure Efe would have found her panties in her husband’s pocket. She could almost imagine the shocked look on the girl’s face. This was just the beginning…

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