Dejah has never been an outspoken person. Some see her as an introvert, and some see her as a nerd. Her timid nature makes her look weak, and her viridity makes her soft. Or is this all a facade to hide who she truly is?
As the quote says,
"Looks ca...
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Kimalie Dawns ¹⁸
"Wah, we ago do bout Cahdejah?" I asked calmy before sitting down.
As I sat, I looked up at the man in front of me, wondering his next move.
I know it's not a good idea to question a man in his position, but at this point, I feel like he's dragging this mission.
It's been 7 years, and he still hasn't gone to see her.
Ever since the incident happened years ago, I was put in charge to make sure that nothing happened to her. And I believe that I've been doing a good job so far.
A very good job, if I must say.
I always make sure that she's either at home or at school. It's easier to keep up with her that way.
I am the reason why she can't leave her house, mi mek sure her mother keep her inside.
It's safer, plus she has a friend named Kia, andI know that girl would have jeopardized all this if I didn't.
But all of that still wasn't enough for the boss, especially since she started university.
So to take things further , I started university too, just to make sure she was good a day time.
Might be drastic, but I have orders, and I plan to go above and beyond to execute them.
I sit beside her in the classes that we have together, fi mek sure seh everything in check.
And for my own selfish reasons, of course, to make sure nobody tries to talk to her.
EVER.
I even joined her study groups. I'm not a very active member of all of them. Not because I don't want to, but because a the boss orders.
"Don't speak to her ever."
I found it hard to do at first, but as time progressed, I started to understand his reasons.
It's for the best that she doesn't correspond with anyone from her past.
But I'm just still trying to figure out why she still doesn't recognize or notice that it's me.
Even though we don't speak, she sees my face daily. How could she not recognize me after all the time we spent together when we were younger?
