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~KUNMI~

I was about to enter the class when I saw Alex standing in front of the classroom, he was leaning against the balcony and looking at something in the love garden.

I was supposed to walk pass him and just enter the class but a quick glance into the classroom which showed that the teacher wasn't around yet made me walk up to him.

I initially thought he was just standing there to get away from the noise in the classroom but apparently, our King Weirdo was just busy feeding his eyes on Gab.

Gab was sitting on one of the long benches in the love garden. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she kept tapping her feet on the floor in some sort of rhythm. I realized she was using earpiece when I peered closer.

When I looked away from her to Alex again, he was still staring at her, gaze unwavering and completely immune to the fact that someone was beside him. For someone who always had that ever impassive and nonchalant expression, it was surprising and even more weird to see him like this, his gaze softened and his lips stretching into some sort of thin smile.

I nearly scoffed under my breath

How could I have even for once thought that Alex liked Sophia? Even a blind man would be able to see that he's totally in love with Gab.

Or was he by chance over his feelings for her?

"You should go and meet her." I found myself saying even though it was really none of business and I was just supposed to walk away. "If you like her that much."

He turned towards me then, a frown initially marring his face before it dissipated. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something then closed it, as if he was deciding against it.

"Look around," He said instead, then he gestured for me to look around the love garden. There were lots of students there, talking in twos and threes, talking animatedly and almost screaming.

That's what Crescent High always looked like on a normal lunch break.

I still did not understand the rationale behind him asking me to look around.

"Look at the girls... look at all of them, the curvy ones, the thick ones, the short ones, the tall ones, the straight ones." He said all these while pointing at different girls and I looked away from the garden to him with a frown on my face because I did not understand what he was saying at all.

"So, reason am. How can I like just one girl when there's an abundance of them?"

Hmmm?

Ode ni Bobo yii.

I stared at him, stupefied for a minute, my head slowly wrapping around the meaning of what he just said. When I finally got the meaning, I opened my mouth to say something but the only thing came out were bubbles of laughter.

"If that's how you want to want to deny that you like Gab, then it's not going to work. Even a blind man can tell that you like her."

He did not say anything for minute, he just kept staring at the girl and I concluded that it was either he had forgotten that I just said something or that he was going to ignore me all together.

"I can't like her," He started to say, his voice somber and eyes still fixed on her. "I mean, I think I like her but I shouldn't like her. That won't make sense. That won't be fair to her."

I nodded slowly, even though I did not understand what he meant by that. Was it perhaps because he used to like Sophia? Thinking about it now, it actually did not make sense. How would Gab even accept him when he used to be head over hills for Sophia?

"Why? Because of Sophia?"

"Because of Sophia?" He echoed dumbly and he looked away from Sophia to me, brows furrowed in confusion and the confusion soon changed to a frown, an almost amused frown.

"Really? Sophia? You also think I liked Sophia?" He asked, an overly amused undertone to his voice as if he did not understand why I'd even think that.

I frowned, then eyed him warily because I was mentally concluding that he was just playing around. He wasn't king Weirdo for nothing.

"Wait, you're actually serious?" He asked, a smile tugging at his lips and he turned fully towards me so he was leaning against the railings. "You actually thought I liked Sophia?"

"Of course, you like Sophia." I affirmed for him even though I could sense that he wasn't joking around. But he had to be joking around. He was definitely joking around.

"Why? Why do you think I like Sophia? Surely, I must have done something for you guys to think I like Sophia."

"Of course, you've done everything for us to us to think you like..." I trailed off because I just couldn't remember anything he had done for me to actually think he liked something.

Oh come on, brain, he must have done something.

Nothing! Absolutely nothing! I just couldn't think of anything he did for me to make that kind of conclusion.

"See, you all just assumed that I liked Sophia. Someone I probably won't be on talking terms with her if not for Gab."

Then what was all that about? His whole fight with Gab. Gab telling him to go on liking her for as long as he liked. If they weren't talking about Sophia.

"Then, if Gab wasn't talking about Sophia, then who was..."

"You know, I once liked a girl." He interrupted with a self pitying undertone, something that made me wonder if he was pitying himself for liking her or pitying the fact that he liked her. He jammed his hands into his pockets and he leaned further against the railings. "And for a very long time, I kept deluding myself, I kept thinking, that maybe, just maybe, we'll end up together." He scoffed and look me dead in the eyes. "It took me so long to realize that I was just a plan B, a backup plan." Then he added, as if like an afterthought and more to himself something that sounded so like 'how could I have been so dumb?'

For a minute, I couldn't stay anything, I couldn't think to say anything, I could only stare him, completely taken aback by the raw passion in his voice. His words kept repeating in my ears, plan b, back up plan, plan b, back up plan, plan b, back up plan... Who could be talking about?

Definitely not someone I know.

He scoffed again before leaning away from the railings as if he was going to walk away but he still remained rooted to where he stood.

"I was so miserable then and looking back now, it's just so hilarious that I even allowed myself to stoop that low."

You liked whoever the girl was so whatever happened between the both of you couldn't be hilarious.

I wanted to tell him that but I was also feeling a strong desire to know who the girl was because I've never seen him talk to any other girl apart from Gab, then Sophia and probably me so if he used to like a girl in our school, who could it be?

"Who is she?" I asked and I watched as his lips twitched up in some sort of sardonic. He started to say something, then stopped and smiled to himself.

I moved back a little.

"Who else would it be, If not you?"

I should smile back at his attempt of a joke but I couldn't, I could feel a sense of foreboding and an idea I couldn't fathom was starting to form at the back of my mind.

"I don't think this is a time to joke around."

His smile faltered. "No, it's not." And then, I could have sworn I heard him mutter, especially not to you.

"We used to be very close, the three of us. Kunle and Adam were distant distant people who talked to very rare occasions and that was even because of Gab and Sophia. Then, all of a sudden, towards SS2 resumption, I lost my voice and the girl I liked then started to date the boy she never talked with on a normal day. You can't even how..."

He kept on talking but I couldn't hear anything he was saying again, couldn't make sense of what he was saying. Everything sounded gibberish, like jargons, like things that did not make any sense at all.

He was talking about... Aminah?

How could he be talking about Aminah?

They used to be friends? Aminah, Gab and him? It did not make any sense at all. It wasn't making any sense at all! That couldn't be. Aminah never...

I don't talk with just anybody.

I remember the words loud and clear. I remember who said it and when she said it. That was Aminah's reply when I asked her why she and Alex never talked to each other but they used to be friends? He liked her and she knew that he liked her? Just what...

"Hey, are you okay?" A strange voice asked, jolting me out of my reverie and I blinked to see that it wasn't Alex in front of me again. It was another guy from class C. I frowned and wondered why he was talking to me when all I needed was to be left alone. I still needed to process this piece of information.

Aminah. Alex. Gab. Sophia.

Was that the reason why Gab never liked Aminah? Was that... That must be...

"You sure you're okay?" The guy asked again and I found myself nodding. His facial features visibly relaxed at that.

"So I wanted to ask about Aminah. She missed dance practice for three consecutive days and it's unlike her to..."

"She's sick," I interrupted "Malaria. She should be in school tomorrow..." Tomorrow, I remembered was her birthday and I still remembered the kind of positive energy and enthusiasm she had towards her birthday last year but now, it was just the complete opposite.

The things that could possibly be wrong with her... I just couldn't start to wrap my head against it.

And now, what Alex just told me... I couldn't help but feel a sickening dread in the pit of my stomach.

"And her numbers ain't going through. I'm just really wo..."

"I'll relay your messages." I interrupted the guy whose name I now remembered to be Dele. He was in the choreography club with Aminah and I knew that they always have dance practices together.

Dele started to say something else when I sidestepped him and walked away, the sickening dread in my stomach growing bigger and bigger.

What in God's name...?

                                ********

Hours later, I was lying on my bed, still trying to wrap my head around what Alex told me. After school hours, I'd gone to Aminah's house to check up on her but no one was at home, not even her two brothers and their gate-man had just told me in plain terms that none of them were at home. Now I was back at home to worry about her whereabouts and her numbers were still switched off.

Only God knew where she could have gone to now.

And what Alex said about her... My head was already pounding... It was already setting into a very terrible headache because I was overthinking everything.

"I'm telling you... Wura is finer than Lara." That boyish voice drifted into my room and my thoughts stilled for a moment. Of course, that voice belonged to my brother.

My brother was talking about another girl!

What followed his statement was a long hiss from whoever he was talking to, a person I'm strongly suspected to be Papa, Adam's cousin.

"How can you say that Wura is finer than Lara? When you're not blind, have you seen Lara's face? She looks like a black version of Ariana Grande." Papa retorted strongly and I couldn't help the loud hiss that escaped my lips. Look at the 11 year old boys talking about girls.

"Abeggi jhare. Wura is finer, have you seen her eyes, her doe eyes and her lips, oh my God! Her lips! Lara ko, Larabear ni."

Eehn eehn? Did that really came out of Junior's lips? Doe eyes? kissable lips? What was I not going to see in this world?

"Guy, I cannot even argue with you. Lara is the finest girl in the world to me and I'm ready to follow her to the end of the world."

Wawu!!! From Papa?

"The only person I'm ready to follow to the end of the world is older than I am and she even has a boyfriend." My brother replied, his voice extremely somber and I did not know when I started laughing. Was my brother ever going to relent on this crush of a thing?

Apparently, I wasn't the only one laughing because I soon started hearing loud, very loud almost rib cracking laughter from Papa.

"When you're dumb nko? Why would you even have a have crush on your sister's friend?"

"As if matters of the heart has anything to do with age difference." My brother murmured but I heard him anyway and that made me to burst into another full blown laughter.

Wasn't my brother just full of total surprises?

Their conversations soon changed and they started talking about video games with their voices growing more and more animated and loud. I knew if Mayowa was at home, she'd have screamed at them or probably even marched out to give them terrible knocks on their heads but she wasn't at home, she was at the other side of the world and I realized that since she left home almost a year ago, I've only spoken to her once and that once can't even count as conversation.

Without thinking much of it, I picked up my phone and before I could even think twice, I was dialing her number. She picked up at the second ring.

"Hello oo." My voice sounded uncertain to even my own ears and when she did not reply for almost a minute, I started to contemplate hanging up.

"Hello." She finally replied, her voice curt as if she was talking to a stranger and sleepy as if she just woke up. My call must have woken her.

"It's Kunmi," I found myself saying, my stomach settling into knots and apprehension clawing up on my throats, all because I wanted to have a conversation with my elder sister. "It seems like you were sleeping, I'll just call..."

My statement was interrupted with the loud and rude chirp sound of a call being hung up.

For a minute, I still held the phone to my ear, as if that'd wipe away the last two minutes, as if that'd make me unhear the chirp sound that just kept replaying in my ears.

Too much for trying to have a conversation with my sister.

What was I even thinking calling her in the first place?

Left alone without Junior and Papa to distract me with their disturbing gists, the thoughts that I had successfully pushed to the back of my mind started resurfacing again. Aminah. Aminah. Aminah. Aminah. Alex. Alex. Alex.

And no matter how much I tried, I just couldn't wrap my head around Alex's confession. He wasn't lying... I could tell that much but maybe he wasn't telling me everything. Aminah wasn't... I was sure that Alex was definitely hiding something and I was definitely going to find out from Aminah.

Maybe this was part of everything that she wanted to tell me before Alex interrupted us that day.

But then, what could the everything be about?

I fleetingly wondered if I should be afraid.

                             ***********

It was Aminah's birthday.

And I couldn't help but to remember how it was last year. By 12am, her WhatsApp status was already filled hundreds of her pictures with captions I couldn't even finish reading and the excitement in our class group chat was just out of this world. I don't think they've celebrated anybody's birthday like they've celebrated Aminah's last year. The excitement was still the same this year with our classmates sharing her pictures on the group chat with amusing captions that were their own idea of birthday wishes. It just did not feel the same because Aminah wasn't even online. What's the point of celebrating when the celebrant was nowhere to be found? She wasn't even online and her numbers were still switched off.

Only God...

My thoughts just kept straying to various directions as the driver drove to the school. I was trying to think of a logical explanation for everything that was going on but my brain was blank... It just couldn't come up with anything. I was just as confused and worried as anything.

I was more worried than anything.

And the sense of foreboding kept growing by each seconds and by the time, the driver drove into the premise of Crescent High, I could feel my sense of anxiety heightening and tightening my stomach into knots.

It worsened as the driver maneuvered his way to a suitable place so he'd park and I'd get down but I did not want to get down. My stomach kept turning and twisting with anxiousness and worry. All my senses were on high alert and the sense of foreboding, it kept heightening and increasing and I just felt like remaining in the car and telling the driver to just turn back and return home.

I had absolutely no idea why.

Nothing was happening, nothing was wrong, everything looked fine and everything was fine with me so why did everything feel so wrong?

I got down from the car, still unsure, still edgy and even the gush of the November morning air did nothing to salvage.

I was just a nervous and worry wreck.

"The pretty Boy's girlfriend!" Someone yelled from behind me and I needed no soothsayer to tell me who it was.

I quickened my steps, very desperate to get away from the mad boy that I was sure was now running after me.

"Adam's baby!" He yelled again, loud enough for all the students walking towards the academic block to hear him. I stopped in my tracks and a few students even turned towards my direction.

God! Can Ezekiel get even more senseless?

"I knew that was going to do the trick." He announced once he caught up with me and I turned to him, ready to retort but was cut off when I saw the huge grin on his face, that carefree smile on his face...

Only God knew how he always managed to be that happy.

"Why are you now staring at me? Have I suddenly become more handsome than Adam?"

Ehn? The corners of my mouth twitched up and I actually scoffed before I started walking away and I muttered "In your dreams," underneath my breath but he heard anyway because he chuckled and he started walking beside me.

"Can't you even at least lie to face to make me feel good?"

"At the expense of my boyfriend? No, thank you." I replied cheekily and the clown beside me just burst into laughter.

"Wahala for who no get boyfriend oo."

Well...

"By the way, where is your best friend, the birthday girl?"

He asked all of a sudden, cutting my temporary burst of happiness short since I saw him and I did not miss the hint of worry in his voice.

That was a first! Ezekiel was capable of showing other emotions apart from being stupid and foolish all the time and it wasn't even about Fay. That was surprising.

"Aminah is..."

"Of course mom, I'll be back by 3pm. You guys can ship me to anywhere you want then."

I was cut off by the surprisingly familiar and by surprisingly familiar voice, I meant familiar voice as in the normal Aminah's voice. Normal, as in normal normal normal like the overly excited Aminah's voice, that one that was always full of unending happiness and cheer, the one I was used to.

I did not know why that filled my heart with so much joy and happiness.

She was standing besides what I assumed was her mom's car, a black lexus car and two older guys, her brothers were leaning on the car while she was standing in front of them. The first thing I noticed was gold birthday tiara on her head which kept glittering and shining in the morning sun.

"I see no reasons why you insisted on coming to school. It's your birthday! We should be cruising the whole Lagos now." That was one of her brothers, the one I recognised to be Zakir.

"As in! You guys always miss my birthdays. It's just sheer coincidence that you're around this year so I'd just rather celebrate with my..." I imagined a pause, a brief stop, except that I did not imagine it. She did pause a little. "I'd rather celebrate with my friends."

"And that's how you're missing out all the fun things we already planned for now. Hassan, enter the car and let's go." That was Zakir again and he actually started to enter the car. The other guy, Hassan who was always licking a lollipop with today not being exception winked at her before he started to turn back too.

"Something that you guys will still beg me."

"Don't even mind them, baby girl. What can they even do without you?"

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing!!" She screamed back in her usual, overly excited Aminah's voice that made me smile and that made her two brothers to jump inside the car.

"You and screaming! Ya Allah! I'm deafened." Hassan murmured and he even went ahead to dramatise by picking his ears with his fingers.

"I'm glad!" Aminah replied and she even jumped up for reasons best known to her which caused her tiara to fall down. That made her two brothers to laugh out loud.

"Sha rora, ara o bale, olori arun ni."

"Ori mi shii ma mu eyin mejeeji." She replied just as Hassan started the ignition and he started to drive away with Aminah waving as if her life depended on it.

"Aminah Abraham, make sure you have fun today dear." Her mother said just as the car drove by us and I caught sight of her sitting on the passenger's seat."

"Yes, mom. I will." She replied while still waving vigorously and even though I couldn't stop smiling at her, I still couldn't help but to remember what she said about her mom the last time I saw her.

I just wished I'd hate my mom. Maybe, it won't be such a difficult thing to...

"Birthday girl!!" Ezekiel screamed like a maniac beside me, jolting me out of my reverie and the next, he already closed the short distance between us and Aminah and he picked her up and before I could even blink, he was twirling her around while the poor guy just kept screaming at the top of her lungs and clutching her tiara.

"God! Ezekiel, put me down, everyone is looking at us!" She yelled at him but the guy had no intention of listening to her because he kept twirling her around till I even start to feel dizzy on her behalf.

Eventually, he put her down and Aminah had to hug herself to probably stop herself from falling down.

"That's for not giving us a party to talk about." He yelled before he turned around and started to run, rather than walk towards our block.

Sha fall down!

"God! Can Ezekiel ever have sense?" She asked in between gasps, her voice full of laughter before she turned and almost started to walk away.

She looked back at the same moment I wanted to call her name. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers that I feared they were going to fall off.

"Kunmi!!!" She screamed my name and I was sure that her brother was right. I was momentarily deafened.

"So you've been standing here all these while?" She asked as she jogged over to where I was standing and she wrapped her arms around my elbows, face open with happiness. I could literally feel how happy she was from just looking at her.

"Don't you miss me? Are you not going to wish me a happy birthday? Shouldn't you be jumping around me?" She asked just in one breath, excitement and happiness radiating from her and even I couldn't help that small smile that tugged at my lips.

Aminah ehn!

"Happy birthday si..."

"Thank you," She beamed, interrupting me and her hands tightened more around my elbow as we started walking towards the academic block. "So, did you miss me?" She asked again, face earnest.

I did not know what happened but her excitement today was just... It was just on another level.

"Of course, I missed you..."

"Of course, you missed me." She beamed after me which made my smile to deepen even more.

"And I was very worried too. Why did you disappear for two days without a word? Do you know how worried we were?"

We... I wasn't sure about the we. I was sure I was worried about her. Adam was too but Sophia and Kunle. Well, they were just another thing entirely.

"I'm sorry. I had malaria and I was actually going to call you but mom took away my phone so I'd have a proper bed rest."

"I was at your house yesterday and no one was in."

"Yeah, my brothers forced me out of the house for a drive. They felt I needed it. I'm sorry, hmm?"

I started to say something, to ask her about what Alex said, to ask her about what she wanted to tell me two days ago but she she beat me to it.

"But you're not angry at me, right? Hmm hmm?" She asked earnestly, her face searching mine as we climbed the stairs to the senior block, her hands tightening more around my elbow. "But even if you're angry at me, you'd have to forgive me, it's my birthday afterall, abi?"

I wasn't even angry at her. I was just worried, really worried and even now, with the way she was acting like her usual, I don't know if I was just supposed to put my worries aside.

We stepped into the senior block and we started to walk towards our class.

"There's no party this year but you can follow me home so we'd have a girls' evening and don't worry, Bola isn't..."

Aminah trailed off mid sentence at the commotion that was happening on our block. It was like the whole student populace was cramped into our block and they all seemed to be talking about something at the top of their voices.

The noise. The loud murmurs... It was deafening.

What in God's name was going on?

Aminah's hands tightened more around my elbow and her fingers started to dig into my skin.

"Let's go." She muttered quietly in a voice devoid of the cheer and excitement and happiness that were there just seconds ago and she actually started to drag me towards the stairs.

I remained rooted to where I stood, forcing her to stay back too.

Everything unfolded like a drama from that moment on.

It must have been just one student that turned back, then two, then three, then four, then all the students that were cramped into the hallway till they've all turned back and were all staring at us and not what was their initial point of attention which was just something at the other end of the hallway.

Our notice-board.

I staggered back at the kind of intensity in their eyes.

I recognized most of our classmates, juniors, everybody...

What in...

I wouldn't have felt it immediately, if I wasn't so used to it. The sneers, the whispers, the snide remarks, the glares, students tapping each other and then, looking at you with disgust and not being subtle about it.

At all.

I staggered back, two steps, three steps. I just needed to get away, needed to get away from the memories of my previous schools that kept resurfacing until I realized that the looks, the glares full of hatred and disgust wasn't meant for me.

It was meant for the person beside me.

It was meant for Aminah!

Her arms were still tightened around my elbow in a dead grip and I could see that she was frozen on that spot, her eyes wide and frigid with fear.

"Aminah, what's going on? Why..."

I was interrupted by buzzes and pings and ringtones and vibrations and I looked around to see everybody bringing out their phones.

It was almost like they've all gotten notified of a message at the same time.

As if in a trance, I reached for my phone. My data was off so there was no new messages or this was probably something about me again and I've been somehow excluded from seeing the gist.

I started to turn my data on.

"Don't!" Aminah muttered quietly beside me and she made to ease my phone from my hand.

I moved it away from her and I eyes her warily with my heart hammering in my chest and my fingers shaking. I did not understand why she was all jittery, why she was shaking, why she looked so afraid. If this was something nasty about me and she was trying to protect me from seeing it. Well, that was too bad because I already turned my data on.

There were hundred of unread messages on our class group chat and one for the whole Senior class.

Don't!

Don't!

Don't!

Aminah's words kept hammering in my head and I probably shouldn't have opened the messages but my overheating mind and trembling hands worked out of their volition and I opened the group chat.

They were pictures. Lots of them and they downloaded all at once.

Beside me, Aminah was still trembling, her eyes were still fixed with so much fear and she kept muttering the word: Don't! over and over again.

I clicked on the pictures.

Nothing made sense from then.

The pictures looked like something snapped from a note in a carefully written handwriting that looked overly familiar.

I knew that because it was Aminah's. I'd be able to tell her handwriting anywhere.

Except this couldn't be hers. These words. What was written in whatever this book couldn't be hers. It just couldn't. It made no sense. I just kept reading the content, my eyes skimming over the contents without understanding... Without digesting any of the contents with my heart skipping painful beats.

"Kunmi..." My name was said in a whisper, a plea. She was still clutching at my hands. I was still reading the contents, still not understanding a thing.

Something collided into me and Aminah let go of my hands immediately. I forced myself to drag my eyes away from my phone's screen to see two mean girls standing in front of me, in front of Aminah, hands crossed over their chest. They were looking at us, at Aminah with their eyes full of unrepressed hatred and disgust.

Aminah took two mismatched steps back.

"Aminah Abraham, is it true what you wrote in your diary?" One of the girls asked up straight.

The whole hallway stilled, their murmurs stopped and they all fixed their eyes on us.

Whatever I was reading on the group chat was Aminah's diary...

"Things like you manipulated Kunle into dating you because of Sophia..." The girl talking glanced briefly at me, "And all the other things you wrote about people, they can't be true, right? You can't be that wicked and inhuman."

There was a collective gasps in the hallway, followed by murmurs and sneers.

The words did not register in my head. They just kept repeating themselves but I couldn't make sense of them.

They simply did not make sense.

Aminah took two more steps back and my eyes kept following her movement, watching her fear-filled eyes while the murmurs grew louder and louder and more fervent.

"Of course, I knew it! There has always been  something off about her."

"I know, I know, but who'd have thought it was something this horrible."

"How would she now show face in school after today?"

"How can someone be this vile? She disgusts me!"

Aminah kept retracing her steps, tears welling up in her eyes until she hit a solid frame that made her stop abruptly. I did not know who it was because my eyes and all my attention were on Aminah and it was only when she made to sidestep the person and she glanced up briefly at him that I saw who it was.

It was Kunle.

He was just standing there, hands in his pockets with the bleakest, blackest and most impassive expression ever.

It was terrifying!

Aminah opened her mouth, as if to say something but she ended up choking on whatever it was before she took to her heels, leaving all of us in that hallway.

I still did not understand anything.

I still couldn't understand it!

"What's going on in SS3 Block? Why isn't the time keeper ringing the bell? Don't you know it's time for assembly?" Mr Osafsai's voice bellowed from somewhere in the building and everybody started to scamper towards the stairs. Someone bumped into me in the process, causing my finger to slide the picture to the next one. The words, the horrible words stared right back at me.

It was an entry dated back to over a year ago, when I joined Crescent High.

"SO, THERE'S THIS NEW RIDICULOUSLY FAT GIRL IN SCHOOL TODAY. SHE'S SO FAT AND UGLY THAT SHE DOESN'T DESERVED TO BE TALKED TO. NO-ONE IS TALKING TO HER, I MEAN, WHO WOULD? SHE REPULSE ME! I CAN'T IMAGINE TALKING TO HER OR LOOKING LIKE HER. I'D HAVE PROBABLY COMMITTED SUICIDE A LONG TIME AGO. PEOPLE ARE MEAN TO HER AND SHE DEFINITELY DESERVES THAT! NO-ONE SHOULD LOOK LIKE HER! MEHN! SHE LOOK SO HORRIBLE!"

No! No! No!

I couldn't feel anything again, not my heart, not my body. I just stood there, completely blank and numb.

I wasn't... This wasn't. This wasn't happening... I can't.

God!

I felt a sudden and sharp instant pain in my chest and I grabbed my chest on impulse, shocked at the intensity of that pain.

The words I just read kept repeating themselves in my head, marking a mark there, sinking in.

"Kunmi! Kunmi!! Kunmi!! !" There was that fervent voice coming from the older side of the hallway and it kept coming closer and closer till I could see Adam running towards me, phone in hand, as if to get to me and stop me from seeing everything.

But I already saw everything!

Or at least, a tiny part of everything.

Who saw this coming??

This honestly isn't funny. And writing this chapter wasn't fun at all, lemme tell you guys. I can't imagine being Kunmi right now! Like! Everything was just so sudden and heartbreaking for her!

And Aminah manipulated Kunle into dating her because of Sophia??? Who'd have thought? It's just really crazy, extremely crazy and we've not seen anything.

I never said Alex liked Sophia. You all made your assumptions and well... Alex used to like Aminah and their own gist is just something else.

Have you now figured out what Aminah was looking for? What Tolase's deal is all about? I'm going to have to give another shout out to Horla2004. She guessed it perfectly on IG!

From the beginning of this book to this chapter, the things Aminah did will shock you guys out of your mind. It's mind bugging and crazy and messed up as fuck. She hide some pretty well and some were not so subtle at all. But then, we've never known that girl.

There were so many revelations in this chapter and I just hope I'm not dumping them all on you ❤️❤️❤️

And well, happy birthday to Aminah Abraham. This is her long awaited birthday.

My finals are starting in a week's time. Remember me in your prayers and see you guys after my exams. I love you so much ❤️❤️❤️