Resisting The City's Bad Boy
ABOUT SIX
give you, Ayana, if you only tell me that that moron you were shamelessly fooling around with is on the way
leave this house, and he wouldn't have to look
ge. He won't take responsibility either." I hiccu
scorching heat of his breathing on the side of my fa
head is a whirlwind of emotions. The shame I am feeling right now is
n and repute mean to us all. But how was I supposed to know that I loved a heartless, shameless, dickhead who
but you didn't listen. See now what you have done to us. How will
e mocking voice o
listen. How was I supposed to go against the desires of my heart? I was in l
my mother. She has not uttered a word since I broke the news to them minutes ago. Only God knows what
rom the embarrassment of being the talk of the nation, Ayana. We cann
! Wait a
ather speaki
rage and loathing. His countenance depicts seriousness. The words did not just
d there is nothing to change about this whole'mess' as he called it. But through this mess, they are expec
ast
d, the great heir or heiress of their e
e I lose it all!" He speaks again before I can finish ana
ss in me to exude my willingness to take resp
hild alone, father
cold chill cuts through my bones, almost paraly
cing me this way, I am still your father, Ayana. And for the sole reason that my blood runs through you, I will swallow this bitter pill a
ent. Everything in the surroundings falls silent, and
appear in any of the family's activities or be seen out of this compound. Your face and
st brok
me I did not hear
him, to try and see whether he is joking or not. But the opaque curtains of tears in my eyes are impairing my vis
o this to me. I messed up, yes, but th
but please, you cannot do this to me." I plead, scouring away th
hat my words did not mean anything to him. He has made up his min
is crystal clear that she has righted my father's unjust judgment. I look at my sister, but she gives m
can hel
r his hand to plead with him. But he grips my han
ng me!" I cry out,
licted on me and this family, Ayana. I am so ashamed to even
, right? He still has a soft spot in his hea
ot fair!" I howl, and it seems like luck is
hat he still has some symp
d expectations, but his are an assortment of something I cannot
llow
s, proving m
our own free will. If you cannot take what I am offering, then by all means, the door is wide o
d my mother and sister follow behind him, leaving me to make my own decision: to either lea
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