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Sppiler: Another secret is revealed in this chapter
Folarin's POV
I hugged Pricy as she sobbed more
"I can't believe Mide broke up with me. She didn't even think twice" Pricy wailed
I patted her back in a soothing manner
"Fola look at me. Am I a bad person?" She asked, tears licking her cheeks.
"No Priscy" I groaned
"I'm fun aren't I?"
"Yes you are Priscy"
"Then why doesn't she like me? Why did she end it?"
"She's stupid and probably going through tough times"
Priscy nodded and wiped her tears.
"I should probably give her some space. You know?"
"Yes... Give her all the space in the world"
"What?" She asked confused
"No like... give her enough time. That's what I mean" I clarified
Priscy nodded again and stared at me.
We are at close proximity. My gaze shifted from her eyes to her lips.
She leaned in and so did I.
Our lips crashed together and we savoured the moment.
I grabbed her face and she tangled her hands around my neck.
I was lost in the moment when she suddenly pushed me.
"Oh no no no no no no no no" she kept repeating
"What did I just do?" She touched her lips as her rare brown eyes portrayed shock and regret.
Regret..
"Look Fola. What just happened was a mistake and I'm really sorry. Just forget about it and act like it didn't happen. I have to leave right now" she said in a rush, picked up her bag and basically ran out of the house.
Her words kept on ringing in my ears.
Mistake
Forget about it
Her eyes filled with regret
It was clear. She didn't feel the same way.
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Shade was currently in my room. She is talking of how excited she was that she met Julie
"I'm so happy she's alright but I still feel bad though"
"Why is that?" I asked
"She got suspended because of me"
"Don't worry Shade. I'll take care of everything. Trust me"
"How?"
Her question reminded me of how I haven't asked David for an update on the plan.
Stupid ain't I?
"Don't worry about it Shade. Trust me will you?" I asked
She let out an heavy sigh
"Are you on good terms with your parents?" She asked
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