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A few minutes passed and Boma's neighborhood came into view. It was a decent layout of low-cost houses kept together by a fence and a broken-down gate that was being repaired. Boma pointed at the estate. "My house is among those," she told Donovan. "Cool. I figured. Is it the B apartments or the A? " " The A " "That means one of your parents is a civil servant? " " Yeah. My dad. " " He's a Senior civil servant? " " Yes. " " That's fine. I figured that out since I know that the A part is for senior civil servants while the B part is for juniors. What does your mum do? " " She's a tailor. " " I see they work hard to foot the bill. " " Yes. " " All the more reason why you can't afford to joke with your studies, don't you agree? " " I agree. " On this, Boma knew he was right. "There are many opportunities for students who are four pointers, did you know that?" "No." "No? Didn't you attend school orientation?" " I missed it. " " Many students do. They think it's not impor
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The grand-looking interior of the house intimidated Boma. She had never been in such a lavish residential home before. Long drape curtains, shiny chandeliers, mild, gray, and earthy color tones on furniture with touches of red on decor like throw pillows and wallpaper. Intricate Led lights that were meant for decor other than lighting. Clean wide tiles on the ground, wine bar, large TV, colorful aquarium. Family portraits and other decorative portraits graced the wall. Donovan took her through a flight of stairs graced with more decor lights and some artificial plants. As he walked her down a cozy corridor, her eyes were glued to the sheer beauty of her surroundings. Coming from a humble background, she could not help it. "Our rooms are here on this wing. My parent's room is on the other side of the wing. There is another living room here so we don't have to go downstairs. There's a kitchen downstairs but there is also a kitchen up here. Let's just say that everything upstairs is
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Boma watched nervously as Donovan took purposeful steps toward his phone. She knew that if he got hold of the phone and noticed what had happened, she would be in serious trouble.She clutched at her stomach and doubled over, feeling like she was about to puke. Her fear had forced the action out of her.Donovan was immediately before her showing concern as he placed one gentle palm on her back."Oh my baby, what's wrong?" He gently rubbed his palm across her back. "Are you okay? Come with me to the bathroom."Boma allowed him to lead her into the bathroom where he took her to the sink." It's okay if you want to puke over here, okay?"He bent her over the sink and continued gently running her back. "You should have told me you weren't feeling well. We could have gone to the sick bay before hitting the road."" I was... I was okay. " Boma managed to respond. She could feel the strong urge to vomit losing its strength."I understand," he replied. "How are you feeling now? is the urge gon
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Boma followed Sharon into a spacious kitchen. She felt the coolness of the air and managed to hide her surprise seeing that the place was air-conditioned. It was a far cry from what she was used to and she liked it. The kitchen in her home was kept cool by good old ventilation. She managed to avoid gaping at the lavish modern kitchen and concentrate on the matter at hand. Sharon ushered her to a seat at the table situated in a corner of the kitchen. "How may I help you?" she asked, taking a seat before her. Boma opened her mouth, ready to report the true nature of her relationship with Donovan but found herself tongue-tied. How would that help her? she wondered. Gosh, she was losing sight of the main goal. "I uh... lost my phone, so I was going to say hi to your cousin using yours. There's an email I need to send to him and..." "Sorry, but can't you use D's phone? And which cousin of mine are you talking about? Is it Fidelis? Cause I know he was in the same school with D which is
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Donovan opened the door, making her go inside as he followed behind her. Boma's mind stayed focused on coming up with a good explanation, knowing he would not let it go until he got something out of her.Once they were inside, he whisked her around to face him."What were you guys talking about that Fidelis' name had to be mentioned?"Boma stared at him, still wondering about what to say."Why... why don't you ask your sister?"A look of incredulity darkened his eyes."Are you looking for trouble? "She forced a smile, trying to make light of the situation." I was just kidding. "He remained unfazed. "Do I look like I'm playing with you? "The forced smile disappeared from her face, replaced by nervousness."Start talking," he said somewhat impatiently."She asked... she asked if I got a chance to meet him before he changed school and I was responding to that. " Boma replied, hoping she sounded convincing. "I think that's why you heard his name.""Hmm. And what did you tell her? "" I
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Donovan took Boma by the hand and led her to the Dinner table which Sharon had set. Jane said the grace before they began to eat and there was a chorused Amen from everyone seated at the table. Boma was not surprised that they were Christians and of the Faith just as she was. Norwood was vastly dominated by Christians. Boma watched the family begin consuming their meal using the formal cutlery eating pattern. She observed that Sharon was the only one using just her fork. Emboldened that she would not be the only one using the basic pattern, Boma picked up her fork and was about to dig in when she heard Donovan curtly addressing Sharon. "What are you doing kiddo?" "Eating," Sharon mumbled defensively. "Of course, I know you're eating. Why are you eating like that? " "What are you talking about?" "Do not patronize me. Are you going to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about? Is that how you eat in this house now?" Sharon frowned, a whiny look furrowing her brows. “I don't
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Memories of Donovan’s wrath reminded her of the seriousness of her present situation. Donovan was a guy that didn’t hesitate to slap her on their first meeting. Remembering that, she dumped the clothes hanging on her arm onto the bed. Then she quickly undressed, foraged through her bag, and retrieved a pencil jean skirt. She found her inner tight and wore it beneath her skirt. Then she wore the blouse that she had picked out earlier. Her bag was unorganized by the time she was done and she didn’t like that, she knew she needed to save time. Boma left her things unkept, found her crossbody purse, slipped her legs into a pair of sandals, and hastily exited the bedroom. She managed to find her way down the stairs and out to the main door. Standing outside the house, she panicked as she didn’t see Donovan around. She looked towards the parking lot but she didn’t see him. She walked down the porch stairs and sighted him at the end of the swimming pool where he was making a call as he m
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The girl smiled at Boma who managed to return her smile even though she was not in a good mood because of Donovan’s controlling behavior. Boma’s eyes briefly fell on the mirror. Her eyes lingered on the reflection of the ring on her finger, a constant reminder of Donovan. She wished that she could get rid of it but she knew better than to do so. “You’re so lucky.” Boma heard the girl comment, distracting her from her thoughts. Boma found herself facing the girl and giving her attention, even as she remembered Donovan’s warning not to talk to strangers. She waved his warning aside. He was just being paranoid as far as she was concerned. She was also quite stunned by the girl’s upfront manner and bluntness. “Why do you say that?” she asked. “Your boyfriend. That guy is your boyfriend, right?” Boma opened her mouth, and thought about denying it but ended up admitting it with a nod. “He’s handsome and generous too. No one needs to tell me he is rich. I can see he is. I want a guy l
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