Chioma's POV.

Staring at the same person that hurt me and didn't bother to call not once to check if I was okay, I fumed with anger. Okay, yes I told him not to ever call my line again, but did he really have to listen to me? He should've at least called, just so that I can know it's him and ignore him. I know, I'm a confused individual but still. I didn't want to see his face ever again. I'm sure I made it clear enough.

Seven months ago, I was head over heels in love with this dirt bag in front of me, but now things have changed. He hurt me, he chose someone else, he made his decision and I have made mine.

"I have warned you and I will not repeat myself. I want nothing, absolutely nothing, to do with you. As it is, you'll be getting married soon so please leave me alone" I said, fighting the urge to cry. Remembering the fact that he was actually getting married to another person, made me sad. I hoped that he would propose to me. I had my fingers crossed because I actually loved him_although I never said it to him and he never really said it to me. He has apologized for bumping into me, now I don't want to stand here and breathe the same air that he is breathing. I refuse to appear weak in front of this coward. Not a chance.

"Chioma, I know you are really angry with me for what I did to you. But I'm sincerely sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you" he pleaded and I eyed him from head to toe.

"Sorry doesn't fix everything. It doesn't change the fact that you hurt me and it doesn't change the fact that you kept such a secret away from me. I honestly don't want to see your face or your shadow. I want nothing to do with you, so please do me a favor and get out of my life for good" I said, with a tone of finality. I turned around again to go but he had the nerve to pull me back by my arm again. This irked me to the marrows, I was ready to give him yet another slap but I decided against it because I didn't want to create a scene and drag more attention to us...scratch that...to myself.

"Ebuka, I am warning you for the last time. Never lay those plywoods you call hands on me again. I promise you that if you try it one more time, I will__"

"You will what? Hit me?" He scoffed, cutting me off sharply and letting go of my arm. "Chioma, I am here to apologize. I made a big mistake and I agree, I accept it and I'm sorry for it. I also loved you but it was hard to keep loving you with the arrogant attitudes you display. I got fed up, I knew I couldn't afford to tolerate you for the rest of my life...I didn't want that for you or for myself and I know I was wrong with the way I went about it" he said, looking anywhere but at me. I guess he was scared of the looks I'd give him if he did and he's lucky he didn't look me in the eye, else he would have been admitted to a hospital because of all the daggers and arrows I kept shooting his way.

Wow! I thought he has made it clear that he didn't want me, then why did he have to remind me that he can't be with me? It hurts so much because I wanted to be with him. I hoped he'd say he loves me and then propose to me, but no, that didn't happen. I have never felt this foolish ever before in my life.

I met Ebuka back in secondary school, back then we were just friends. I didn't care about boys or those kinds of things, all I cared about were my books. I needed to make my father proud of me. But then we graduated and I never saw him again, not until I went to the states to study medicine. That was where I fell for him, in my final year. He looked different, he was more handsome than before. He had this voice that I considered really gorgeous back then, I fell hopelessly for him that I was hoping that when we get back to Nigeria, he'd propose. But those dreams burnt down to ashes when Amanda sent me that text. I didn't want to believe her but considering the fact that she'd never want to toy with my emotions like that, I believed her. It took the grace of God not to cry too much over him. But that doesn't mean that I didn't still hurt over it. I did, a lot. Yes, I was sometimes  a pain in the neck and probably bossed him around but that is just who I am. I boss people around, I talk rudely and I'm sassy, that's just how I am. He dared not confront me about that aspect of me but I thought that he didn't because he didn't want to hurt my feelings. I didn't know that I actually pissed him off.

Those memories flooded my mind once more and I chose to discard them for good. Feeling tired and angry that I was even having this conversation with him, I turned around once more--but not before giving him a death glare--and left. I think he got the message because he didn't call after me or try grabbing my arm again. He let me go and I fought the urge to turn around and give him yet another slap for hurting me. For making me feel this way, no one has ever done that before. And that was why I stayed clear of relationships 'cause they bring heartbreaks, something I was afraid of. Now, it has happened to me. I blame myself for it, for falling in love and not being  in love with him.

Once in the car, I ordered Seb to take me home while a lone tear traced it's way down my right cheek. I wiped it off almost immediately.

I refuse to cry for him. He may have hurt me but he did not break me...he's not worth my tears.

And with that, a smile grazed my lips. I wasn't smiling because I was happy, I was smiling because I wanted to be strong for myself and myself alone.

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Femi's POV.

Work was quite stressful and mostly because I had to leave so urgently and without telling my boss. Yeah, that was a mistake.

I was about leaving the office cause I'm done for today, but then my phone rang in my back pocket. A sigh of frustration escaped my lips as I retrieved the phone to check the caller's ID. It was my Dad, he has been on a business trip and so we barely had time to speak to each other.

"Hi dad" I said, finally exiting my office.

"How are you doing, son?"

"I'm fine dad, how's the trip going?"

"Good, it's good," he chuckled. "Um, Femi I really need your help"

"Sure, what is the matter?"

"I forgot some really important documents at home. I really need it, so please do me a favor and search for it. It's in my top drawer, your mom should know where it is" he said.

"Okay, what's the file about? I need to know so I'll be able to get it"

"It's a land file. You'll know it when you see it"

"Sure dad, I'll send it to you when I get back" I replied, getting into my car.

"Okay, but please make sure it gets here on time. It's really important"

"I will, bye dad"

"Bye" and then he hung up.

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