A NIGERIAN THEMED NOVEL
Mofadesewa popularly known as Jasmine James and Port Harcourt finesse never expected she'd fall madly in love with a man to the extent of quitting her nasty lifestyle just to be with him.
She had a mental debate with herself...
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The waiter came back with their order and they both engaged in small talks, reminiscing those good old days.
"You were scared Sewa, you literally cried when the dog touched your skin with its tongue," Lanre said.
"No, I wasn't scared, I just didn't want you to think I was afraid so you would hold me. I wanted you to hold me, that was why I faked it," She defended.
Lanre raised his brows in amusement, "Wanna prove that?" Sewa shrugged, "That will be someday, not today or next week or ever," She laughed.
Lanre couldn't help but find her laughter pleasing to his ears. "Sewa, three years ago, you said something and I want to confirm if what you said is true," Lanre began. He was contemplating whether to ask her now or later but he knew the sooner the better.
Sewa's heart began to beat rapidly, she was nervous because she didn't know what he wanted to ask. She forced a smile to her face, "What do you want to confirm?" She asked him.
"You said you love me, didn't you?" He blurted out catching Sewa off-guard because she never expected him to ask her of that.
"Yes I said so. Is there a problem?" She asked him and he nodded his head. "Did you mean every word you said to me that day at your house three years ago?"
The question sent shivers down Sewa's spine. She felt cold all of a sudden and her throat began to itch her. She didn't lie when she said those words to him. Even till now although she knew he might be playing her to take revenge, she still loves him. She swallowed the invisible lump in her throat before speaking. "I meant every word I said that time," She said firmly.
"Did you really quit...quit..." He stuttered. He was finding it hard to say the word prostitution but he mustered the courage to say it.
"Quit what?" She asked nervously. Both eyes boring into the other and none making an attempt to take their eyes away. It was as if they needed to look into the heart of one another through the eyes.
"When you said you quit your life as a prostitute, did you really mean it?" He asked.
Sewa took some seconds to digest the words in before replying. "Every word I uttered three years ago was true. I know till today I have not said a proper apology but..." Lanre cuts her off.
"What do you feel for me now?" He blurted out, making Sewa heart flip. The question surprised her although she knew what she really felt for him. She wondered the sudden reason for his question and why he was asking about the past.
