Three of my friends got married last month, the one that finally broke the straw was when Bella, my younger sister's mate, tied the knot…
I decided it was time to go out, experience the world once again and not keep wallowing in self pity.
Few hours after I got home my phone rang indicating a message request. On a good day I would have ignored it but not today when I was looking for my soul mate. I opened the message, checked his profile picture to see if he was my type, dude was hot and I decided to give him a try, we began to talk and we kind of connected. One thing led to the other and we decided to see, although he was a bit reluctant to see me but I insisted, If this was my soul mate I had to see him. Finally the day arrived and I dressed in my killer outfit, "Omo this has to work" I kept repeating it like a mantra… When I saw him he kind of looked different from the picture and he acted weird but I didn't bother, Omo I have to marry too, maybe it's just my eyes BLA BLA BLA I kept giving excuses. Few hours later, he decided to drop me off with his car and when we arrived at my house gate, I leaned in for a kiss and mistakenly touched his chest and our eyes connected.
"I can explain was all he said with his feminine voice"
Nigga was transgendered.. Ah!! Mogbe!!!.
Why does my love story have to be like this…
I quietly opened the car door and went inside, turned off my phone and Cried.. Why me?? Ehhh!?
Everyone was marrying Alex and here I was almost kissing Alexandra becoming Alex….
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Short StoryI leaned closer to kiss him but felt something. Shit!! he wasn't who he claimed to be.
