—Amira—

I dashed into the house and slammed the door.... then plummeted to the floor, hollowed out with pain.

Shamefully, I hoped he'd come running after me. Pull me into his arms and kiss me. 

Only to hear his convoy reversing and slipping back into the midnight traffic.

Tears spilled down my cheeks.

He was messing with me.

Perhaps I should resign and stay away from him.

But that was worse... I couldn’t just throw away a million naira job, not when my family was in tight corner.

I ...