"If you can't make it good, at least make it look good."
-Bill Gates
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C H A P T E R T H R E E
Paris, France.
Monday, 18th, October 2021.
Happiness, independence, true blessedness, sweeter than oxygen, she breathed it in. This was in a word, bliss!
Mehreen danced in through the door like a playful breeze. The veil that was carelessness wrapped around her head bobbed and swung as she turned her head in all directions, checking out the spacious apartment.
"So wonderful, and so much space."Taheera beamed, and her jaw dropped. She was astonished and shocked by the apartment, the inside looks nothing like the outside.
"I know right," Lois added enthusiastically, checking out the apartment.
They landed in Paris early in the morning, and they had to wait for someone from Valter Antunes to bring them to the apartment they are to stay for the whole year.
They have a long way to go.
Ms. Imani was nice enough to give them breaks during every holiday, they can come back to Nigeria or celebrate their holiday in Paris, but they'll be responsible for taking care of their financial needs during that time.
And Mehreen made a promise to her father that she'll come home to see him anytime she is free, hence he agreed to let her come but not willingly of course. She had to use her beautiful face and sweet talk to convince him.
But forget that, I'm in Paris baby!!!! Woooo!!!
"I'll inform them to bring in the furniture right away, in the meantime you're free to go round and check, I'll call you when they're done."Mr. Bob informed with his funny glasses placed on the bridge of his nose. They don't know anything about him other than He is working with Valter Antunes, that's all.
"Okay sure, thanks."Mehreen smiled at him.
Taheera stood beside Mehreen and whispered to her. "Let's go, Oya."
Mehreen looked up at Taheera giving her the 'are you serious look. How does she expect them to go walking around a foreign city on their first day?
Taheera is something else. That girl can do two for Africa.
"And about our luggage?"
"It'll be done," he confirmed.
Mehreen nodded and that was only when she gave Taheera the privilege to drag her out of the room. Lois also went her own way since they didn't care to ask her to tag along.
"Do you know where we are heading to?"Mehreen enquired staring earnestly at Taheera who just shrugged.
The hallway of the building was quite large and quiet. Along one wall were doors with mirrored sliding doors, just like their own. On the opposite wall hung a large piece of art in dark colors. The only source of illumination was the large chandelier stuck in the middle.
Mehreen was left awestruck. The apartment was indeed a good one, both inside and outside.
"Yes...."Taheera yelled, pulling her out of her reverie.
Taheera can be loudish, you must've noticed it by now.
I guess the neighbors have to put up with her loudish nature. That's if we have neighbors.
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A Year In Paris
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