My obsession comes from within, as chains holding me down to her. We made a promise to each other that as long as we never attached our feelings to it, we would be okay. “But, I have come to love you,” he told her that night. She looked at him with pity in her eyes […]
Muna was not enjoying this role. She had played the comforter several times in Tami’s life and she was again towing that line as Tami broke down in her arms. Kunle had delivered a bomb that had wrecked her friend. Muna did not hate Kunle for this, he had been through a lot.
“I am sorry,” Muna said, running her fingers through Tami’s hair. “Kunle is just hurting, he’ll come around.”
“You don’t know that.” Tami replied through muffled tears. “You should have seen his face. He was so cold. I don’t know if he’ll come around.” She rambled.
Muna nodded. “You are right. I am not sure that he will come around. Heck! I wouldn’t come around if I was him.”
Tami sat up and wiped her tears.
“I know nothing I can say now makes sense to you but I hope that when sense finally returns…
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I couldn’t bring myself to imagine just for a little bit what Mrs. Coker was probably talking about. For a second, my mind wondered into the possibilities of sexual abuse and molestation but I real…