"...I stretched out my hand to pick up the phone and see what the notification was about. It was his Twitter application. I tapped on it and the notifications were from the DM (Direct Message). I opened it and the first message I opened went something like this:
Dare*: Hi sexy
Twitter girl: Hi
Dare*: You look so beautiful
Twitter girl: Thanks
Dare*: I like you. Please give me a chance. I want to kiss you so passionately and run my fingers through your body.
Twitter girl: *No reply*
No this was not what was painful. It was the fact that the girl looked like a teenager and the date. It was during the last week of November, 2013. 2 weeks to our wedding. The exact time I was in London dead worried that we did not have a reception venue. I was so mad I felt like kicking something. But I chose to cry. I cried a long time. I felt used, stupid and played. I woke him up gently and as his eyes cleared, I just pointed the screen of the phone to him. He begged but his words were inaudible to me. I was in pain. My heart was broken into a million pieces. In the morning, I called our pastor to inform him and he asked that we both came to see him.
I did not take a picture of the chat and by the time we got to the pastors office, it was all gone. He deleted everything. He told the pastor I was confusing things; that he was merely encouraging a young girl in distress. I burst into another round of tears begging to be believed. ‘I know what I read sir’ I said to papa. I left that office convinced that what happened did not happen."
This is an excerpt from my book #BeforeIdieI'llLive. The moment I got done writing (a few days to my wedding) and held the manuscript and read it to myself, I could not believe the difference between the girl in that book and the woman I am now. As I got done reading, I blurted out 'Àanu Oluwa Kìítan'. That was the summary of my story. Indeed God has been merciful to me.
I felt like God wanted me to write my story for ME to read it and see how far I have come. I walked out of an abusive marriage and thought it was the end and God sent a hot cup of chocolate 😋 (HAVE YOU SEEN MY HUSBAND?). I may or may not be publishing the book.
Anyway, this song is close to my heart and it would mean a lot if you download, listen and share with others.
https://gospelmenu.com/sound/track/236960/aanu_oluwa_kiitan
Peace, love and chocolate,
Your favourite writer girl,
Love
If it blesses you, please share.
Dare*: Hi sexy
Twitter girl: Hi
Dare*: You look so beautiful
Twitter girl: Thanks
Dare*: I like you. Please give me a chance. I want to kiss you so passionately and run my fingers through your body.
Twitter girl: *No reply*
No this was not what was painful. It was the fact that the girl looked like a teenager and the date. It was during the last week of November, 2013. 2 weeks to our wedding. The exact time I was in London dead worried that we did not have a reception venue. I was so mad I felt like kicking something. But I chose to cry. I cried a long time. I felt used, stupid and played. I woke him up gently and as his eyes cleared, I just pointed the screen of the phone to him. He begged but his words were inaudible to me. I was in pain. My heart was broken into a million pieces. In the morning, I called our pastor to inform him and he asked that we both came to see him.
I did not take a picture of the chat and by the time we got to the pastors office, it was all gone. He deleted everything. He told the pastor I was confusing things; that he was merely encouraging a young girl in distress. I burst into another round of tears begging to be believed. ‘I know what I read sir’ I said to papa. I left that office convinced that what happened did not happen."
This is an excerpt from my book #BeforeIdieI'llLive. The moment I got done writing (a few days to my wedding) and held the manuscript and read it to myself, I could not believe the difference between the girl in that book and the woman I am now. As I got done reading, I blurted out 'Àanu Oluwa Kìítan'. That was the summary of my story. Indeed God has been merciful to me.
I felt like God wanted me to write my story for ME to read it and see how far I have come. I walked out of an abusive marriage and thought it was the end and God sent a hot cup of chocolate 😋 (HAVE YOU SEEN MY HUSBAND?). I may or may not be publishing the book.
Anyway, this song is close to my heart and it would mean a lot if you download, listen and share with others.
https://gospelmenu.com/sound/track/236960/aanu_oluwa_kiitan
Peace, love and chocolate,
Your favourite writer girl,
Love
If it blesses you, please share.
