Right before Opeibea’s eyes Seth came back and carried my things out, taking his time to rearrange the ones that were scattered at the side. I must say Opeibea made packing a whole lot easier for me. Things we do in anger. Funny.

In the next hour, I was in the car, and Seth was driving while engaging me in small conversations, but my concentration was elsewhere—somewhere I couldn’t exactly figure out.

I felt empty as I looked at a leaf dancing in the direction of the wind. My life has always been like dancing in the wind’s direction. I was supposed to be happy. That was the plan: get a comfortable place for myself and whisk Tyrone away. Did I miss any part of it?

“We are here, Miss”

“Oh,” I replied (still feeling lost).

“Oh,” I repeated.

That was all I could say when faced with a mansion instead of the little and sweet cottage I was expecting.

Tyrone said he’d get me a comfortable place. A place I could be myself if I recall the conversation I had with him that night I got drunk. But this was…too much

“Hope you like the house. ma’am. Here is the hall; on your right is the balcony and…”

“Hello Miss are you with me, please?” He asked.

“Oh, my bad! I got carried away”.

“Seth, don’t you think this is too much? Or am I exaggerating?” I quizzed him.

“Oh this is nothing. Boss has many houses and you being his mistress you deserve more…”

He kept on with his many tales but I followed no more. Something got me frozen, perhaps in my heart.

Yes! I agreed to be his sugar baby (although I am this big). All was to spite Opeibea. Yet, hearing it from the mouth of another made me want to puke.

“Seth”, I disrupted.

“Why don’t you pack the things to where they ought to be and leave? I want to take a nap.”

That was when he realized the discomfort written all over me and continued to the rooms.

“Boss says he would pick you up for dinner at 8 pm, so I will be back to pick you the restaurant”, he winked and walked out.

The evening was going to be a long one, I thought to myself. What was I doing?

Akua Karle Okyere
Author at The Vocal Ghanaian | + posts

Akua Karle Okyere is a lifestyle blogger at The Vocal Ghanaian and also a PR technician. She enjoys researching on travels and tours and writing fictional stories in her leisure time.

By Akua Karle Okyere

Akua Karle Okyere is a lifestyle blogger at The Vocal Ghanaian and also a PR technician. She enjoys researching on travels and tours and writing fictional stories in her leisure time.

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