I didn’t meet Demola waiting to tear my head down but I met Salewa, sitting quietly in my chair and fiddling with her iPad. My eyes caught her as I was rushing into the office and immediately they did, I started retracting my steps. I wanted to go to the bathroom and think of what to do to avoid her but unfortunately, she rotated the chair and her eyes caught me.(more…)
I was going to go to the bathroom, call Bena and tell her what was going on as hot Fola’s behaviour was confusing and how I thought he was just messing with my head. But just before I got to the door, just two inches away from the door, I missed a step, tripped over and fell down.
I forgot the documents for my meeting and with the way that Fola had been targeting me, I knew that if I didn’t have those papers, it would be disastrous, considering how he had reacted during my first presentation. I quickly dashed into the office to get them because me I didn’t want wahala with anybody. Before Demola and Salewa think I am ruining things on purpose.(more…)
Three weeks passed and there was no word from Fola’s end. Demola had called a few times to find out if they had awarded the contract to another company but he couldn’t get any substantial information. I was starting to worry because I knew that if we didn’t get that contract, Demola would blame me for it and that would mean trouble.(more…)
“Will you be my girlfriend?” Fowi asked me.
I was shocked. I didn’t think he would ask so quickly. We hadn’t even been talking for up to a month. I guess nobody really takes that long to progress to the next level these days.
Excitement was written all over Sophie’s face but I couldn’t say the same for Demilade. He looked angry but he tried to hide it. It gave me great joy to see him get like that. (more…)
“This dress, it makes you look like a…” She hesitated.
I looked down at my dress, wondering what the problem could be. I rose my head and looked at her in confusion.
“Like a what?” I looked at the back. “What’s wrong with it?”