Somewhere in the renown Abuja city lies the eminent Rayville American University owned by the multibillonaire tycoon, Hassan Shashi. The school was attended by the upper crusts and the old money, heirs and heiresses of successful enterprises and pri...
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Ammar's P.O.V Truth or dare? *Aslam asked.
Truth
Tell us about your love life. *He uttered with a smirk and I benumbed.
We all hushed, my eyes looking deep into Aslam's. I felt frazzled, bleary, sapped, effete and impotent.
Oppsss sorry, I meant your school life not love life. *He shook his head.
I glanced at Fatima who was staring at me and I feebly stood up and head back into the house. I slammed the door of my room and leaned on it. I closed my eyes as I felt my heartbeat catapulting and my breathing becoming anomalous. I abruptly unlocked the door and head out to my car and drove out of the house.
I pushed the accelerator speeding the lamborghini to 300kph until I reached the outskirts of Paris. I decelerated the car to a zero speed gushing out the long buried tears. The last time I cried was 15years back when I was celebrating my 10yrs birthday, that was the day I met the love of my life Anisa. I can't recall ever shedding a tear after that.
I opened my mobile Qur'an application and recited some few surahs after crying for almost half an hour. Verily, we find peace in reciting the Holy Book because I felt relieved. I drove back to the house after finding peace within myself.
Assalamu alaikum (Peace be upon you) *I uttered as I proceeded into the living room.
Wa alaikumus salaam (Peace be upon you too) Ammar can you come here for a moment please. *Fatima called.
I advanced to the dining area where Fatima was standing in front of two chocolate fudges placed in saucers.
I made these with the leftover of that chocolate cake, I am not sure about the taste though. Have some. *She said passing one of the saucers to me.
Yum, this is so deshicious. Sorry I meant delicious. *I mumbled making Fatima to crack up.
I devoured down the choco fudge. It was so yummy. I don't mind eating this for the rest of my life.
Can I finish yours? *I asked looking down on Fatima's half eaten choco fudge.
Yes, sure. *She passed me the saucer and I gorged it down too.
I am going out later, want to join? *I enquired.
Yes, why not. The house is suffocating me anyway. *She giggled.
Alright, I will see you later. *I stood up to leave.
5pm Fatima's P.O.V I gussied up in a pink flare skirt with a white long sleeve top and a veil. I gave my face a nude look because I am okay with my natural shade.
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