Edith

I open my eyes and find I am not in my room but in Sandro's. For a few moments I felt disoriented but later I start remembering everything that happened yesterday night my cries, my fits of anger that turn the room to a chaos and finally the kiss. His kiss...

He kissed me without warning without permission without even deciding to do it but simply because he couldn't have done anything else to stop my cries. He is my first kiss.  Like a fire within my bones, like a soul has returned to water every part of me that came from the dead star was alive again.   The way I felt when been kissed by him for the first time, words fell short in my vocabulary to express my feelings about the warm canoodle. He needed the breath I was holding. It belonged to him and he wanted it back.

His hands went around me like I was his possession. I felt perfect in his arms like his hands were solely made

Edith

After the two minutes of prayer where I thanked God for being with me instead of mourning the death of Benjamin, I called my driver cum bodyguard Samuelson. "Ms Edith" he acknowledges professional immediately on the second ring. "Hi Samuel, on the sad demise of one of my co-student in the college, we are announced a holiday. Could you please come back and pick me up?" My voice was supposed to comes out in dullness but rather contritely debuts in excitement.

"Of course Ms Edith." He replies instantly. My previous bodyguard James was fun loving and lively but Samuel is completely professional with 24/7 dead pan expression. No doubt he is the choice of Sandro. James was thin and tall. He was jovial, smart, often told me stories of his wife and his two smart kids who are three and seven. Poor James lost his job because of the hullabaloo I pulled yesterday night.  I feel very sorry fo

"Edith" I knock on her door but as usual I get no answer. I open the door and what I saw in front of me got me to the thunderbolt of the millennium. The complete closet was emptied on the bed. Her shoes, dresses, handbags were laying abandoned on the floor. What happened? I get stunned looking at the condition of the room. All the cosmetics were tossed to the ground carelessly, bearing the brunt of her anger. Her dressing table was broken and pieces of glass littered the complete room. So much of destruction in a matter of half an hour? Whatever the problem was needs immediate attention. The cot was grungy as I look ahead my eyes reach her at the corner of the bed. She was seen cross laid on her stomach with her head buried in a pillow releasing her tears in soft sobs.

"Edith?" A knot occupies my throat seeing her defeating form. I can stand anything under the sun but not her pain. The 

Edith

I open my eyes and find I am not in my room but in Sandro's. For a few moments I felt disoriented but later I start remembering everything that happened yesterday night my cries, my fits of anger that turn the room to a chaos and finally the kiss. His kiss...

He kissed me without warning without permission without even deciding to do it but simply because he couldn't have done anything else to stop my cries. He is my first kiss.  Like a fire within my bones, like a soul has returned to water every part of me that came from the dead star was alive again.   The way I felt when been kissed by him for the first time, words fell short in my vocabulary to express my feelings about the warm canoodle. He needed the breath I was holding. It belonged to him and he wanted it back.

His hands went around me like I was his possession. I felt perfect in his arms like his hands were solely made to hold me. He felt like my shield guarding me from all sorrows of the world and finally when I loo

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