Dabira refused to stop crying even after two days, she didn't show up at work and Vivian was forced to come and check up on her. She was devastated when she heard what happened.
"I'm sorry Dee, I know I forced you to actually accept his offer but you have to move past all of this. You are stronger than you give yourself credit for. Pẹ́lẹ́ baby" Vivian cooed and Dabira took a deep breath.
She stood up from where she sat at the foot of the bed with all her hair disheveled and her face swollen from the tears and all.
"This isn't your fault Vivi, it's mine. I let him use me even when I knew rich people only like to get married to people like them. I jumped into his bed like a whore and he has just shown how whores should be treated. I brought this upon myself and I will face the wrath alone. I'm going to submit my CV to another company and if I get hired, I will resign" Dabira replied and Vivian's jaw dropped in shock.
"Job isn't easy to get in Lagos like this oh except with mad connections. Why do you think thousands of graduates are roaming about with no roof over their heads, no job to feed their families. Many have resulted to crimes. You need a reference letter to get another good paying job like this oh" Vivian replied and Dabira shook her head.
"I'm going to shower, let's go out to maybe Dominos or cinema shaa" Dabira replied and Vivian clapped her hand in glee.
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Vivian clinged to Dabira's arm as they walked out of the cinema. They had just finished watching Dear Affy and Vivian felt the ending was trash. Dabira couldn't even argue or agree with her since her mind wasn't even on the movie in the first place.
They ordered separate Ubers after She convinced Vivian that she's fine and she should go home.
When her ride got home, she came down whistling and she walked to her apartment. The outing with Vivian had really boosted her morale and made her feel a little bit better.
She switched on the hallway light to find Tobi standing with his back leaning against her door. She took another look at him and he looked like as if he just came out from an horror magazine.
His hair was scattered and his eyes were red and bloodshot like he hadn't been sleeping properly. He ran his hand through his hair, a sign that he was frustrated. She hated how much she could read him.
She wanted to pretend as if she didn't see him there and enter the room but she decided against that. It won't hurt to listen to him once again since he came to her not the other way round.
"Dabira please can we talk, I know you probably don't want to listen to me but please can we talk right now?" He asked pleading with his eyes and she opened her door wider before letting him in.
She closed the door gently after him and she walked to her couch where she dumped her handbag and her half eaten popcorn.
"So what do you want Tobiloba?" She asked coldly and Tobi's broke into pieces. The way she stared at him made him feel like it's over before he even say anything.
"I want to apologise for everything, for every hurt you felt because of me. It hurts too knowing that all this hurts is because of me, I wanted to do better and make all your dreams come true but life has a way of messing with humans. I wish I had told you about my stepmom the moment it happened but I guess I'm paying the price now. I..."
Dabira threw the door open and she pointed at the door. He gulped visibly and she smiled coldly.
"Please get out of my house and please do not approach me again" She added icily and he walked out slowly before Dabira banged the door shut.
She slid down the door and she cried into her hands hard.
I'm sorry if this chapter is very short, i wanted to start the next event on a new page
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