FATE

Sophia Moore endearing as a young girl, was an only child who grew under the shelter and protection of her tender parents. Sophia knew nothing of the world other than the immense love she was showered. Her parents, Bernard and Cecilia Moore were well educated and working class. They met themselves during an interview for an internship and both fell in love immediately and their love story began. Those two loved each other so much, they were like the two sides of a coin, so inseparable, and wanted nothing more than a happy home and life for their daughter. But tragedy struck... Cecilia was diagnosed with Breast cancer. The news tore her happy home apart. Bernard loved his wife so much that the thought of losing her distressed him, But he had to be strong for her sake and their young daughters' sake. So they kept the situation hidden from Sophia to keep her from trauma. Their finances were running low yet Cecelia wasn't responding to treatment but her h

Exactly three months later...Sophia sat in front of her dresser at five-thirty a:m and packed her dark curly hair into a neat bun.It was the best thing she had inherited from her birth mother, Cecilia. She had very beautiful curly dark hair and light skin, while Sophia had a caramel skin color, a mixture of Bernard's dark color and Cecilia's.Cecelia, Sophia's mother was from a little village in Morocco while Bernard was from Nigeria but Bernard being a son of the soil and Cecelia an understanding wife brought up their daughter in Nigeria. Although sometimes they visited Cecilia's sister in Morocco.Sophia finally finished with her hair and looked at her former bright caramel skin color now looked pale and needed proper care.Since the death of her father, she'd cared less about a lot of things like food, her body, and her academics.She wasn't doing well anymor

"Tonight" by Nonso Amadi boomed in the club and people danced to the rhythm. Everyone was having a good time except the ones who didn't wish to or the ones who were denied access to the top floor where the reggae singer patoranking was with few friends. Sean, Jason, and Mason were lucky enough to have made it inside the cubicle without much stress. Mason was a high school classmate with the singer, which made it easier for the trio to enter. In the meantime they were being entertained by patoranking, he was doing a freestyle reggae for them while they listened with rapt attention. While he was on it, Jason kept texting Charlotte and her. Once she found out where he was, she was madder than before blaming him for not telling her beforehand about the club thing with Pato. Jason tried apologizing but she went offline. "Man would you stop texting Charlotte and listen to what we're discuss

The office was small for a consultant like Dr. Simon or was it so because of many properties like the bookshelf by the window side containing medical books of different sizes and colors. Maureen looked around her, files were packed on the floor away from trespassing while some on his desk were scattered and rumpled. By her left where the trashcan sat filled with wastepaper and disposed of pieces of equipment, a rickety standing fan rotating at an angle one-eighty constantly blowing hot air. Maureen sighed, wondering why an office would be so disorganized. "Weren't doctors supposed to be well organized and neat?" She imagined it was the problem federal hospitals in Nigeria suffered. Low maintenance.And the doctors and nurses were underpaid. Thereby taking out their bitter frustrations on the patients. She wondered what exactly was taking the old man his time, she'd been sitting around for minute

Everyone, family, and friends were celebrating his return. Ernest Bestman thought quietly as he watched his wife with her co-worker's chat at a corner. He recalled how he met Olivia, he was still struggling as a young politician, and she was a single lady with no family, working at the embassy. They weren't the best of collabo as friends advised but they tried hard to keep the relationship alive with so much hard work and sacrifices which brought them here today. He smiled. But whenever the thoughts of his son Jason filtered in, Ernest would feel weary.Jason was given everything his parents could afford and as the saying applied, much was expected of him. Ernest was disappointed, his wife wasn't helpful too, she overindulged Jason who cared about nothing and no one except himself. He understood his wife Olivia grew up an orphan and wanted her child to have the life she didn't. Ernest didn't sha