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THE BETRAYAL-EPISODE 3

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THE BETRAYAL
( Episode 3 )

….He opened his mouth to say something, but no
voice came out.
He swallowed hard in Embarrassment and got up,
“are you going back to your room” i asked
anxiously, he nodded,
“yea i didn’t warm my soup last night, let me go
and check if it has spoilt” he managed to mutter
before leaving.
I looked away unhappily, even though i didn’t
make it look so obvious that i was unhappy.
Benjamin really was the kind of guy most girls do
dream of, because not only was he good looking
and wealthy, he also was the quiet type.
I knew he really loved me, but the problem was
just his manner of approach.
He was scared of making the first move, which
was then left in my hands to encourage him
decently, because i wanted him.

By 12noon i went over to my best friend’s room,
where i collected three local movies, while she
teased me,
“woman you prefer watching movies alone with
that your hostel boyfriend who dosen’t talk to
anyone abi?” she joked, AND I laughed,
“ibi your concern huh?” i asked and rolled my
eyes.
she sighed playfully..
Amara was my very good friend, and the only girl
who really knew much about my lifestyle, but
however, she had one problem.
“she was a guy freak, who easily fell for guys”.
Though she already had suffered alot in their
hands, she still kept on giving herself away so
easily.
She was living with her guy Chuks, who equally
was the person who helped me secure my hostel
accommodation.
Notwithstanding she was a very nice girl with a
soft nature, who sacrificed her happiness for
others.
With three “C.D Plates” in my hand, i walked
straight to Benjamin’s room.

He happily let me in, devouring me with his eyes
as i settled down.

I sat on the floor and watched the movies, hoping
he would make advances once again.
I knew, my behaviour appeared desperate, but i
did what i did because i had to.
I just sat and waited with a pounding heart…..

The story continues

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