𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 (𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒)

~35 THE SINS OF THE PARENTS 💜

Happy new year guys.
😂I know why I am laughing, Ejor.
I don't do promise and fail anymore.
I will try my best to end Forbidden Love on my birthday, April 20th, you guys try oh🤣🙌
No more promises.

I wanna say a huge thank you to everyone of you that has come this far with us, FL should be one story I have taken to long to complete. Apologies. To those who keep voting and commenting, thank you for your supports. To our new readers, I see you all.

Honestly, this chapter and few others has been in my draft, since early December, I will try to edit the rest, and keep writing. I am sincerely tired of just dwelling in this part of the series, we still have other nuts to crack.

Special dedication to thereal_bharrie
I see your unwavering support dear.

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°ONOME MANUEL •

I was busy looking for rides, completely aware that the bad road would make it impossible for me to get them in, even though it was almost late.

"Is there another route a bolt driver can take to pick me up here?" I asked, hoping for a positive response, even though I knew the answer. I am not sure how the government did not notice these places, but they were constantly in the news, ranting about how they were awarding contracts worth millions of dollars for ringroad projects.

"No bolt driver will agree." She gave a response. "Let me escort you to the junction." She offered with a smile.

"Thank you." I said, not ready to walk to the junction alone.

"Let me go and change." She rushed into the house.

"Are you okay?" He questioned from behind. The surge of embarrassment strikes me again. I had struggled to get it out of my head, especially when his friend walked out of the house and gave me a strange look. I could not help but wonder what was going through his mind at the time.

The last thing I wanted was his pity. God forbid! I never wanted him or anyone else to see me in such a vulnerable state; it made me feel weak.

"Fine." I responded with the intention of ending any further conversation. I did not wish to entertain.

"Lets go." Pere says as she rushes out of the house.

Meanwhile, he turned to her with a curious expression on his face.

"Where?" He demanded, authoritatively.

"To the junction." She responded.

"Dont worry, I would go with her, just arrange smag." He said, and I wondered what smag meant.

"Let us prepare pepper soup and yam." Pere suggested.

"My friend, arrange jollof rice, the ingredients are in the house, see your mouth like pepper soup." He said, and I caught Pere rolling her eyes at him.

"Lets go." He spoke to me while his sister murmured away. This was the nicest he had ever been to me.

I did not want to be pitied.

The road was too narrow, and mudy, this evening was too breezy, I observed the road, and saw reasons why any bolt driver would refuse to come in. However, I am confident that it would be much better during the dry season.