This chapter is dedicated to adejube her lovely review woke me up yesterday morning and I was like wahhhh!! Thank you so much for all those who take their time to make me feel good about my work😙❤️
Wait guys calm down, during my last update (three days ago) I thought I'd update the next one celebrating 600 reads in the process but here we are 🥺closer to 700 than 600 sef can I get an Amen?!!
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ERLING'S POV
(Erling Tobechukwu Kingston)
"Oh my God Idara can you get out of your room already we are going to be late" I yell from the other side of her door
"Oh suck it up I'm almost done" she snorts from inside her room
"If you're not downstairs in the next five minutes, you'll find your way to school" I give her door a final bang before heading downstairs to the living room
Today is the last school day before exams, early morning revision classes will definitely be going on at the moment but this girl wants to make sure we miss it. Of course I could do very well without the revision classes but come on, the boarding students shouldn't be the only ones enjoying such privileges
"Tobe"
I freeze when I hear his voice come from behind me. He flew in late from Stockholm yesterday so I didn't get to see him before I slept off, I was really wishing he'd sleep in so I wouldn't have to see him before running off to school. I spring up to my feet out of pure instinct to face him
"Good morning sir"
I duck my head slightly as my words come out a little more coarse than it sounded in my head. He nods his head as he takes a sip of his coffee, taking steps towards me
"How have you been?" He fixes his eyes on me as he slurps his hot drink
"I've been very good thank you, how was your trip?" I scratch the back of my neck like that's what's going to help me keep up with this conversation
He walks over to seat on the couch I was sitting on previously, patting for me to take the space beside him. I slowly shrink into the opposite edge of the couch so we don't infringe on each other's personal space or because I'm a little scared of sitting too close to him on a couch
"Your arm should be fully healed by now, according to the doctor" he raises an eyebrow for me to confirm
"Y-Yes sir, fully h-healed" I stutter out my response to his question
"So how long for you to get back on it?"
I don't need extra explanation to understand the 'it' he's talking about. It's been over two months, the doctors calculated less than four weeks, the teachers predicted 'before we say Jack Robinson', Idara said 'maybe before Christmas'. All I've been doing is pray I don't see the looks on faces of people I've disappointed and will be disappointing
"Tobe I asked you a question" my father says with a firm grip on my shoulder
"Uhm yeah, next term sir" I wish I could swallow those lies back
He smiles confidently running his hand through my hair in the process
"Welcome back champ!"
He smiles so genuinely, so confident probably thinking that he can see through me and that we are on the same page. Oh Lord, he hardly shows his pride in me, please answer my prayers and don't let that smile drop
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