Many stories have been told about great people, it’s a tradition to write about success of people may be they should also write about failure so that people can learn. These great people don’t live life by themselves, there is always someone who may seem …
With time she almost overtook my wife’s portion in my heart, the more I tried to get out the more I was sucked in, I stopped noticing my wife, even if she wore silk or bathed in perfume, I avoided her because I didn’t want …
My dear esteemed readers, thank you for following the series. So far the story has been from Ladidi’s perspective but now her husband Asad will …
Sometimes you think getting even gives the happiness that eluded you when you were cheated, but it isn’t so, cause I can only feel more pain even though my plan is at the verge of success, retrieving the cams were as dangerous as putting them …
I watched as Asad feigned tiredness and filled me up with lies of the trip, this was the man I loved. He was sleeping with my supposed best friend. ‘You must be tired, though I’ve never been to Porthacourt by road I know it must …
They say every dark cloud has a silver lining, may it should have been every silver lining comes with a dark cloud. I was living in cloud nine thinking I had my husband back after my hard work. Somehow the flames of vengeance raging inside …
I wasn’t sure if Sanam would forgive me, but I thought I should try harder by patronising her friend’s saloon. The saloon was definitely not the type I visited with all the middle class clients, I felt terrible there, the things I was doing for …
The vibration of my phone woke me up, it was 4 am in the morning Asad was still sleeping, he looked so innocent and I thought if I stabbed him now, it would be an easy escape for him and I would end up in …
I woke early the following day, Asad was already up praying, he’d stop waking me a long time due to my unyielding habit, I made my way to the toilet, I knew he would be thinking whatever this girl is up to, but my love …
July 2013 Its been 3 weeks since I was discharged from the hospital and everything is very much the same, Asad going about his business like I didn’t exist. Later that day Ladi was oiling my hair, when we heard a ruckus being created downstairs, …
