"Sometimes, you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself, and love yourself enough to become a new person."
_ Gerard Way _
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Hilary Idara Eghosa has always been one of the Elites in Crestview Inter...
Ọmọ, this chapter will definitely make your body go Mirinmirin Waranwaran (in Bertha's voice). Chemistry overload🥺😭❤️🔥. I miss writing about Simi and Hilary together.
Before you go further, note that everything that happened in the last chapter, going to happen in this chapter all through to chapter 059 is taking place on the same day. It's important to note
Now, Let's Dive in✨.
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𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘 (Hilary Idara Eghosa)
It wasn't up to thirty minutes after I made the call that I saw the familiar car drive into the streets of the memorial garden from where I stood.
Actually, it was fifteen minutes after I made the call.
Fifteen.
The memorial garden was located on the outskirt of Lekki Crown, on the island, and Whiteridge Estate was located in Ikeja City, on the mainland. The drive between both places should be nothing less than an hour, and that's if there's no traffic on the road.
Simi drove that distance in fifteen minutes.
I can't begin to imagine how maniacal he would have been on the road, swerving through cars and literally flying over them just to get to this place on time. Or maybe he was on the island already when I called him.
I wouldn't know which one it was, but the bottom line was that he left every single thing he was doing as soon as I told him to pick me up. He must have had plans of his own for today, yet he left everything behind just to come to get me when all I did was ignore him this past month.
The gesture almost brought tears to my eyes.
If I ever doubted whatever I felt for this guy... No More.
No More.
The closer the car got to where I stood outside the cemetery, the faster my heart was beating. I could feel it jackhammering against my rib cage and threatening to burst out from my chest. I wasn't sure if it was because I was excited to see him, or because I was very nervous.
A little bit of both, I guess.
Excited because I get to see him again. The last time I saw him was Monday before my parents came to pick me up from the health center. We didn't talk then, safe for him occasionally asking me how I was, or if I wanted to eat or drink anything. Other than that, he just watched me throughout that day, leaving the talking to me and my friends.
