OMOLARA

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I knelt down before him pleading, reminding him how much I love him, asking him to please take me back, but it didn't look like he was listening, he had made up his mind.

"How could you?" I whispered looking at Lara. I had given her my everything even more than I gave Ayomide. "How could you do this to a heart that loves you so much". I shouted, by that time I'm sure I was a crying mess.

"Everything that happened to me was because of you". She fired back

The hypocrite.

"If you hadn't stood me in the first instance, if only you had been there when I needed you, I wouldn't need your fiancé to begin with". She spat.

Of course I know! I screamed internally. There's not a day when I didn't think of how things was going to be different if I hadn't stood her up.

For years I've lived with the guilt, I kept her needs first. I made sure she was satisfied before I did anything for myself. I neglected my self, all I thought of was her. How could she?

In that moment as she glared at me, her puppy dog look had vanished, she was no longer sweet Omolara.

Omolara had stabbed me where it hurts, my heart.

I slapped my head as I walked back to my cell room, trying to block the image of me stabbing her continuously in her heart, blood spilling over my face and cloth, until I took her life.

"Guilty or not?" I remembered the judge asking. I looked up, staring at my mama's tears stained face, my papa hadn't come. I saw how everyone in the crowd who were supposed to be my wedding guest looked at me in disgust. And I pleaded guilty. But not for the reason they thought.

My only crime was that I had given too much to someone who didn't deserve it.

The End.

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