Isere Katherine is like every child growing up. She wanted space and freedom but was limited to so many things in life because of the kind of parents she had.
Their firm believe in God is a facade to prevent the past from repeating itself, therefor...
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FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO READ MOFADESEWA, I'm sure you saw the message I left regarding the little motivation I get from readers. I take my time to write and use my data to update and yet I'm not encouraged by the readers. I see up to hundred votes with less comments and worse of it all is that you people read and enjoy yet you show you encouragement for the author, is it fair?
Let's make changes, if you are a silent readers who has never voted before, kindly go back and vote and make sure to drop comment on this new chapter or I might as well loose interest in this book and forget ever writing it.
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Isere waited for a while before she finally got a reply from Kelvin. As she read it, her heart began to beat in her chest, fear gripped her and her palms got sweaty.
Baby boo ❤️: Really? You are thinking from my perspective and you are not trying to understand I am busy and we do not have to always be in each other's arms every moment to actually know we are both in a relationship?
You know what, I am not in for this conversation if it leads no where. Goodnight.
Isere: Goodnight to you to!
She didn't want him to think he would get her to easily succumb. This conversation made her insecurities worse as she thought he might have found someone else. When they started dating, every weekend they saw each other but since she went back home for first semester break, the way they text wasn't as before and she thought it was probably because they were away from each other.
When she returned, it got worse. They rarely spoke to one another and when they did, it was as if she was forcing a conversation with him, telling him everything she did but got short replies from him in return.
Whenever she asked to meet, he'd come up with an excuse that he couldn't or he had a place to be which riled her up and that began to scare her.
Isere decided to call him instead, after two rings he answered. She heard him sigh as if he wasn't prepared for her rants which made her feel a pinch in her chest. "I'm sorry," She muttered.
She exhaled, trying to calm her nerves. "I...I am sorry. Sorry for constantly hurting your feelings and," She pouted as the skin between her eye brows creased. "I really want us to work things out and...I'm just scared that you might leave me soon," she finally voiced out her fear.
"Leave you? We are passed that already and I expected we get better in this relationship but it seems like we keep going back everytime. You insinuate a lot and you always take irrational steps forgetting I have feelings. I feel you are emotionally hurting me knowing how much I care about you to be honest."
Isere sucked in a deep breath as his words touched her. "I'm sorry. Let's start over again," She said to him.
