Ch.22

31 11 6
                                    

Poem/Quote of the day:

When life gives you lemons 🍋,
Make lemonade 🍸

-😂😂

Chapter Twenty Two:

1 year, 5months later

SAHLA'S P.O.V

I smiled gleefully seeing the brown ball gown. It was fabulous and I chose it without much fuss.

Prom's tomorrow and I'm shopping today. Yeah, judge me.

My date's Ahman. Again, judge me.

We started chatting when I talked to him in Lagos, we got kinda close. He apologized and then my feelings for him returned.

We broke up with Tanko so now I'm dating Ahman.

Afeerah's still an idiot. Ooohhh that reminds me. Yesterday, I gave her a beating at school because she talked back at me. I'm sure she's not going to prom, with what will she even go?

After paying for the stuff, I went back home.

Peeking into Sahal's door, I saw him on his bed, putting a black suit into his drawer.

Wait what?

I walked in abruptly. "You're going to prom?"

He looked up at me and shrugged without even smiling or anything. Not that I expected it but still.

I don't know what came over me but I found myself hugging him.

He pushed me away and my back hit the wall.

Since I cam back from Lagos, Sahal has been showing me another level of coldness and rudeness.

I was told he defended Afeerah twice when I ordered she was punished. What ever's going on, I don't like it.

"What is wrong with you?" I shrieked getting up.

"Don't you ever touch me again." He seethed.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

And also another change, I always told him he was smart and he didn't need to study and I think he listened to me cus he's now more focused on punching his punching bag or even working out. Just a week from home and I missed a lot really.

I didn't need him to tell me to get out because I left and when I settled down, I went to the maids quarters.

Afeerah was in her room so I rushed in without knocking.

She was ironing a white plain long sleeved gown.

Two shocks in just one day. "You're going to prom?"

"What does it look like?" She spat. Another thing is that Afeerah has grown some confidence but she still gets bullied and put in her place. All she has is her mouth and nothing else.

I laughed and left. I don't need to do anything cus I know when she gets there, people will make her wish she never came.

‼‼‼

I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. Perfect.

My makeup artist left and I waited for Sahal cus we're going in the same car. The three of us.

Sahal emerged looking well and kinda good. Whatever.

It's Afeerah that shocked me. She was wearing the white dress and she let her black waist length hair down effortlessly. Her face was clad with only mascara, nude lipstick and eyeliner but she looked good.

If Only I Were YouWhere stories live. Discover now