Diaries of a gurl in love


After the long romantic drive that felt like a forever journey, Suzan and Jeff finally arrived at the exquisite chicken republic, one of the best restaurants in Abuja. They talked a lot while they ate, Jeff was basically telling her about his loving and interesting family, as he was talking, all she did was nodd her head as she was seriously thinking about her own family that she hated.

She is the first child to Mr and Mrs Agba, they had her after 9 years of marriage, her mum was a lecturer at the famous university of Abj and her dad was running his own company in Lagos, he was barely home and when he was home,they were either arguing or fighting. Her mum nagged like there was no tomorrow. she hated being in that house, the only consolidation she had was her kid sister Lena who was 2 years younger than she was.

Suzan was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t hear Jeff calling her name. “Are you okay? Do you wanna get out of this place?”, He asked. All she did was nodd her head, Jeff called the waitress, got their bill, paid and held out his hands for her, she quickly responded and out they went.

Suzan was trying to be cool but she was so so sad and jealous of Jeff, he was an only child to a Nigerian father who works abroad and a Togolese mother, he came back to work in Nigeria, he has been very successful managing one of his father’s companies,what else will she ask for in a man she thought.

Here we are Jeff said, she was shocked to realize she was already home, he hugged her goodnight at her doorstep, and started walking back to his car, he then turned back, walking towards her, he held her and turned her around and kissed her, the moment his lips touched hers, she felt the sparks, the 4th of July kinda sparks and yep there was fireworks.

He left her staggering inside her house and smiled as he drove away to his place……


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