Amara

Spending time with my family helped me get out of the mental dump I’d found myself in. It was nice to sit down in complete laughter, enjoying the laughter and the food the cook had put her magic touch in.

I slept over and went back the next morning to Ife’s place, only to find her sitting through a couple letters.

“Have a secret admirer?” I teased, hanging up my jacket.

“As if. These are for you?”

I looked over her shoulder at the pink flowered envelopes she ...