You won’t be misled, so he said, you just have to do this so you will become mature. The look on his face ensured me that he wasn’t going to leave me heartbroken just as Solomon did, ‘No he can’t’ I assured myself. Slowly I let him pull off the wrapper I was holding on to tightly and let his hand do the rest. At that moment I knew I was going to be matured, at last, no more mockery and loneliness, I was going to be a WOMAN. The first month after the experience with Emeka was the best time of my life, he made me feel love, yes LOVE, he made me know what love felt like, he supported and made me the woman I always wanted to be; the ‘girl’ all the lady eyed in the campus. I was no longer a girl, they knew that. I had tasted what they all boasted about, the best part of it was that it wasn’t just anybody, it was Emeka. Who is there? I replied to the knock on the door, “it’s me” was what I heard and I started wondering who the fool was knocking on my door at that time of th...
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