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DANIELLE'S POV
"Okay ma'am here are your passports. Both copies. You are set and all done to go whenever you want." The attendant in charge handed me two neatly arranged copies of passport , beaming beautifully.
I smiled and retrieved them from her feeling extremely light-hearted. "Thank you." I muttered and examined them. I chuckled. This is really a dream come true. Who would have believed that a few moments ago, I was seated in her oh-help-me-God looking little apartment weeping due to unspoken pain. My stress and turmoils were really getting her so weak, it was still kinda hard to detect if this so-called miracle coming my way was actually genuine. I kept looking back at intervals from the passports in my hands back to see if I would be called back for a mistaken identity.
I walked out of the immigration department office completely blown away. I stood by the road watching as various expensive acquisitions paraded the entire place. I chuckled. Soon, I will be just like them. It won't take too long. I was giddy with a lot of excitement and wanted to go crazy. Yes. Really really crazy. Probably grip my hair and jump around the streets screaming. I thought of David and smiled. That kind wonderful boyfriend of mine will be so enormously thrilled to hear this. Our days of sweating and struggling for peanuts will be finally over. I took a deep breath trying to contend the extreme joy tearing at my insides. I have to go home now. I have to tell him the good news.
It's always been my dream. A dream that always gave me sleepless nights with relentless determination to prove my parents wrong and change their perspective about me.
My life right from the scratch has always been a tough one. It all seemed my entire lineage had been cursed with the absolute claws of wretchedness. My great grandparents and grandparents all suffered the same fate and have now passed the baton over to my parents.
But, I was an extremely determined and persevering girl. I had made up my mind at a young age that the turmoil my parents are going through will never get to my own children. I was determined to break the generational link at my own stop. It all had to end. I left my parents to be with my boyfriend at the age of sixteen to work out things for myself. He was always a good kind humble soul to me. Always motivating me and enlightening me to always go for the best. His advice and motivations placed the childish perspective into the little young mind of mine that he is definitely the right man for her.
Nothing could ever separate me from him. Not even my dimwitted hardened parents.
My parents kept giving me warning lectures on the man called David, but i was determined and thus to avoid my parents constant nagging, moved out with him.
Every warning sign given to me was useless. I was a very determined young lady and nothing would stop me from achieving her dreams.
I took out my phone and dialed his number. He picked it up on the first ring as always and I beamed coyly over the phone as though he could see me.
"Hello baby." I said cooing.
He chuckled over the phone probably wondering what l was up to this time.
"Hello sugar." He replied. "What's up?" He asked.
I beamed ecstatically on the phone. "The sky's up."
"..." He seemed to be taken off guard because he was silent all along. " Such a cunning little girl." He muttered and chuckled. "Alright. Serious mode on. What's the news?" He asked.
I looked at the passports in my hand with my eyes glittering. "I got the passports." I replied.
I heard him gasp over the phone and giggled. "What the..... This ain't a joke right?" David asked and my heart glowed with joy.
I chuckled. " Yes!!" I squealed. "Where are you? We need to celebrate this?" I said, looking for a cab.
He was silent again and I looked at the phone. "David. Are you there?"
He chuckled and sighed. "Didn't you leave me at home honey?" He asked.
"Oh." I muttered. " I'm sorry. I guess the happiness of this moment got the better of me. " I said with such a happy vibe that David laughed and I beamed.
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