As soon as Kenny mentioned the phone, I became completely shattered. I had managed to put him off, on the issue of the perfume, but not on the phone still. He knew his wife’s cover. Girlish, pink, with little Barbie doll cartoon stickers on. My mind quickly tried to figure out how I would explain it, but I rendered speechless and before I did even make a move, he had already picked it from the table, powered it on, and there, a cover photo of baby Angel displayed. “Johnny…where is my wife?” he asked.. “Am…I…” “But why bro? where is she?” I knew he was now thinking a lot, perhaps…

By God’s grace, I was in a position to bring my pink jet upon mother earth. Thanks to my mother, she stood by my side and never at all left me. She requested my husband that I should go home, for at least three months so that she could help me nurse my baby and get back in shape. Kenny was against the idea.  He told mom we had a maid at home who would help but mom told him it was not all about helping. I needed much more than just a house help. He accepted, but still against his will. Every time I looked at my baby girl,…

Diana and Kenny had gone to Mama Lucy Hospital for their first antenatal consultation when her phone rang. Stealing a glance at the last three digits of the number made her take a keen look at the number. Yes. She had always known this number…she was not at all mistaken. Not in any way. But how possible could it be? She wondered. “Hun, you okay? Pick the call please.” Kenny begged. “It’s… it’s…mom.” She stammered. “What! Where did she get your number? Have you ever contacted her?” Kenny went on to ask. “No. I have never. Why is she calling me?” “I also don’t know. Talk to her.” “I can’t.”…

Life was never the same again ever since that fateful weekend…when I decided to give a way my pride to some stranger whom I had only dated for two months. Well, I couldn’t blame myself. I had always wanted it, I had strongly needed it. Most times, I felt like I had been too cheap to give myself away, but it was all because I loved Kenny, and it’s this love that brought trust with it. I trusted my man. A number of times, I kept myself busy just to see how much he cared, and I would be proved right. Kenny was always worried of me. He took time…

“Hey…Dian, Deee…girl…wake up!” I heard Lindsey’s voice through my deep slumber. I knew we had a plan but I had waited for so long that I fell asleep. I opened my eyes. The cubes where we stayed were filled with darkness. Some girls were already asleep. “It’s done. Come we go. NOW!” she whispered. I stretched myself and sat up. I still felt sleepy but she held my hand and got me into reality. I had already parked my handbag with all that I would need, as soon as we had succeeded in moving out. For the past two months, I have been fully nagged by the long dress code…

The beautiful golden yellow rays of the morning sunlight pierced through the bedroom window and fell directly onto Tama’s eyes. She had been in a very deep sleep and knowing that it was Mambo, her husband who had drawn the curtains with an aim of waking her up, she, still feeling sleepish straightened up and stretched. Her husband jumped over onto the bed, and fell into her arms. “Sleepyhead.” He called as he kissed her on the forehead, and another kiss onto her fleshy lips. “Was still dreaming…about you, about us…” She replied softly.  He smiled into her eyes, and she without haste returned the smile. “Slept well?” she asked,…

The first death every man dies, a heartbreak. I would have sworn things couldn’t have ended like this. And so wrong I would have been. 24 hours without her. This is a dream. It just has to be. Last night was hell. I kept looking at my phones for messages. I checked for missed calls too. On WhatsApp she had blocked me. Everything tells me she’s really moving on. I spoke to Rick about it last night. “Let the emotions flow,” he said. “Cry if you have to.” I listened. Also Read: Love and betrayal The tears came this morning as I deleted our call recordings. I felt a part…

The thought that we are not together on this special day makes me sick. I know it is not the first time you are celebrating this day in my absence; the pain is that I will not get even a message from you. I am envious of the yester years when every day counted for us. Look at me now, seated all alone, red wine refusing to go down my esophagus. It has not been easy for me. I am writing this letter after being expelled from the men’s conference for thinking about you. I decided to attend the men’s conference 2023 edition with the hope that I will get…

The next few weeks were business as usual for Darling. Once during the week, Fred gave them a surprise phone call late in the night and even though she had to wake the twins to talk to their father, they were giddy with excitement at the opportunity. These rare calls left Darling feeling both happy and sad. She was glad that her daughters were getting a chance to connect with their father, but at the same time upset that he didn’t seem to be putting enough of an effort to be in their lives. When she asked him when he was coming home, he gave her a non-committal reply that…

“My suspicions were right, he’s been cheating on me all along” she murmured between heavy sobs. “Calm down, Kate, let’s go home” Dorah tried to sympathize with her. “He’s a liar, a cheater and a useless moron” Kate cursed as Dorah gently led her out. The journey from the restaurant to Pwani hostels seemed the longest. Kate couldn’t wait to lay on her bed and cry it out. The pain was graduating from bad to worse to worst. The pain ate her deep and deeper. “We are done!” Kate shouted on phone. “It’s not what you think, come over, I will explain myself” Dan pleaded back on the phone. On…