My mum: Lola, guess what?
Me: what is it mum? You know I’m not good at guessing (so anxious)
My mum: well, Demola my fiancee just proposed to me, I’m getting married (with excitement, showing me the engagement ring)
Me: wow! Congrats mum, I’m happy for you….. (Hugged her with happiness)
Well, its all started there… My name is Omolola but you can call me Lola for short, I’m 18 years old, I finished my ssce last year and I’ve wrote jamb like twice but no luck. My mum is 37 years old, she had me when she was just 18 years old, she works with an insurance company. My Dad is late, I never even got to meet him before he died. I heard he had an accident or something. Anyway, Demola is my mum’s boyfriend whom she’s... Continue reading here...