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Stranger In Lagos #14

Hi guys! We have come to a break in the story. After this episode, we’ll air our feet and come back for more. For Stranger In Lagos, the muse demands I don’t write on the go. So I will need some time. Two months tops. I want to heartily thank you all for your presence here. I hardly have time to reply comments but know that I read them all. I love you so much and I feel blessed for your constant support. Biyankavitch continues. Follow me on Instagram for a new series. Muah! ENIOLA “Go on your knees before God and ask him to forgive you for this wickedness you have done to Halim. After that, go to Eben and confess all. The darkness in your heart will destroy you, Eniola.” Pastor Love’s words. Simple, truthful and soul-rending. She has just confirmed what I have always known about…

Stranger In Lagos #13

HALIM Christmas Eve. The street decorations, especially the ones on Ajose Adeogun, arrest my attention. I peer outside from the backseat of a cab, taking in the sights like a little girl. Yemi gazes at me. He is tickled that I’m carried away by mere Christmas lights. He teases me about it when we get home a while later and I’m undressing in my bedroom. He also teases me about my addiction for baby food. In retaliation, I playfully call him out on his clumsy habit of not being able to pour anything without spilling it. But he has more jabs for me, and seeing that I’m going to lose, I push him to the bed and tickle him. I found out just a few days ago that he is ticklish. Straddling him, I torture him with my fingers, marveling at how he responds like a little child, laughing in…

Stranger In Lagos #12

HALIM Yemi is not so comfortable with the fact that I’m taking the trip to Abeokuta with Eben. He tells me this while we make breakfast and goof around in the kitchen with kisses. “He still loves you. I don’t trust him.” “I already told him you and I are together,” I respond to him in a moan. The heat of his breath on my ear is too much to bear. He has abandoned the eggs he’s whisking to stand behind me and hold me as I dice carrots. “I still don’t trust him.” “Trust me, then.” “I do.” Yemi’s lips leave a wet spot on my shoulder. We’ve been this way since yesterday, cuddling, spooning, kissing, chatting… Nothing sexual has happened – yet. Yemi assures me that he’s not in a hurry; we’ll get there slowly. “Just be cautious with him. If he does anything stupid…” “He won’t.” I…

Stranger In Lagos #10

YEMI I don’t take afternoon naps. They give me all sorts of weird dreams. I always wake up sapped and cranky. I prefer morning naps. I’d stay awake all night, working, and then I go for a run by 5 a.m., come back and have breakfast, and finally crash until 2 p.m. My normal daily routine. But a client’s job keeps me awake all night, eating into my morning routine until 12 noon. Exhausted, I throw myself on my bed and pass out. Of course, I fall into one of those random dreams. And it makes no sense to me while I’m dreaming it. When I wake up some minutes after 6 p.m., all of it disappears from memory. I can literally see it vanish from my head as I try to put the pieces together. I go for a shower and cook myself a meal. It isn’t until after…

Stranger In Lagos #9

YEMI If you want something done, you have to do it yourself. Or so they say. It simply means you should handle your own mess. And nobody knows how to get into a messy situation like I do. Handling it, on the other hand, is a tale for another day. Falling in love with another female after being badly burnt by my ex is going to be chaos. If I had known Halim would be this much distraction for me, I would have turned her away the moment she showed up at my door. I can’t spend four years cleansing myself of my past, just to jump back into a similar situation. I just can’t. I skip breakfast this morning, which is something I don’t do. Who eats when they want to carry out a seemingly heartless act? I feel the horns growing out of my head as I think…

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