CHELSEA
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- Chapitres 27
He stood at the entrance of his bathroom, his chest bare, his sun kissed hair wet from his late afternoon shower.. He caught my stare and held it with his own making long stride towards me, I swallowed hard.
"There's no running away now little girl." He said trapping me with his arms, my back against the wall.
"Who is talking about running?" I answered, faking a fierce look...
A seventeen year old girl whose life changed as a result of a divorce, and a remarraige. Now it's left for her to decide if the change is for good or bad as she tries to adapt to the life her step father bestowed on her.
Now can she do it? Because everything is new now, including her country
.. A Nigerian in the midst of Americans is it devastating? Or intriguing?
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*** Why are you still here Mr Wellington?" I asked as I clutched my bathrobe to cover my body well. I don't want the scenario of my bathrobe falling off. "You've not answered me, who's that guy?" He asked "You mean Darlington?" "Da... What?" He raised his brows "You heard me, I work for you Mr Wellington, as your PA, you have no right to ask me about my private life, who I hang out with or talk to isn't your business! I don't poke my nose in your affairs so don't poke your nose in mine!" I shot at him in anger. "Listen you have every right to be mad at me and I don't blame you, I just need you to listen to me" he said firmly "Whatever you say won't change anything Mr Wellington" "Great! I'm sick and tired of trying to reason with you, I'm not interested in explaining myself anymore, but I want you to know one thing, strong relationships are built on the foundation of trust, relationships without trust or forgiveness are bound to fail, just like ours" he said and stormed out I slumped on my bed and different thoughts ran through my mind. His statement echoed in my head "strong relationships are built on the foundation of trust, relationships without trust or forgiveness are bound to fail, just like ours" *** Read and enjoy DEPTH OF PAIN #51- adc... out of 292 stories (december 1st 2018)
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