Happy Sunday oh. Now let me say this, contrary to what some folks may think, I don't have a favorite character in this story. I may emphatise with a particular character at some point, but that does not make them my favorite.

I don't have any, I'm not as emotionally worked up as an average reader maybe cos I know how this work will turn out. I determine the plot, twists and turns and that is the prerogative of any writer unless they decide otherwise.

Perhaps because I write a bit after an update that's why it may appear like I'm being prejudiced against a certain character. I only do that to stir up the conversation and get folks talking.

As Belinda's character evolved in this novel, I began to see a pattern. Isn't it amazing how she sort of gets people in trouble and gently extricates herself and asks you to handle it then waltz right back in once you've sorted it? LOL

Who has friends like that in real life? Have a good weekend yall...

wish Charles could see what is truly happening. I
wish he would realize I made a mistake. Who would help me now?''

''Unfortunately I can't help you and I know it sounds
cold but I don’t mean it like that plus I've practically shut shop in Nigeria''

''Meaning?''

''Meaning it's from one wahala to another that I've been facing in this country. I’m still coming to terms with Blossom’s matter and this one has
landed on my plate. I've had enough. I turned in my
resignation yesterday but my manager was able to convince me to go on an extended leave instead.
He claims I'm too valuable to lose so I've decided to
go on study leave. I want to clear my head and see if I still feel the same way about this country. Who knows I may be back or maybe not''

''I am finished! It’s not your fault but I’ve been a fo*ol. Everyone had an exit plan but me. I’m finished!''

''I’m sorry you feel that way but I want you to know I
didn’t plan for this. I didn't set you up. I had nothing to do with it; God himself knows’’

‘’Really’’

‘’Yeah chic. I’m sorry but either way you look at it, I
can't really help you. I'm so sorry because it seems like I'm leaving you in a rot but my hands are tied too''

''No. Its okay, I understand. Its not your fault''

''I'll call Isioma if I were you. I know you wouldn’t
want to live with her on a good day but you have little choice here. Uche would have been better but she is not in Nigeria to help. I'm making plans to
travel out at the end of this month so you still have some time. Nevertheless, I strongly suggest you call Isioma ASAP but in the meantime, dinner is getting cold'' then Belinda walked out of the room without any word.






TBC

Knew about my weakness so…''

''Oh for God sake, stop being a cry baby. Weakness
this, weakness that, you're not the only one with weakness - I have mine too!"

"Belinda, I am married and my husband is not like
Blossom's husband. You should know that by now. You should have been strong for me and prevented me from ever doing..."

"How could I have stopped you? You came to me the first time it happened and you practically made all the moves. And the second time, you kissed me first. Of course I obliged you, I'm a freaking lesbian! It's not my fault neither is it yours. We are two
tormented souls who just happened to… I dunno
collide. We are adults and we understood what we were doing''

''It was a mistake, I'm not like that. I'm not like you''

''I agree and that’s why nothing has happened since
you've been here. It was a mistake and I'm sorry for the role I played. I'm trying to help you here Ebube and that’s why you are in my home. I'm doing all I can to make you comfortable but I don’t see how this would work if you continue to remain in denial''

''I'm trying my best''

''You've got to reach out to someone. You've got to
talk to your family or someone your husband really respects. This thing is bigger than what only you can handle. Someone else will know about this eventually. You got to let them in; therein lies your help''

''Oh God!''

''I'm just being honest with you; it's been four days
and its time you left this place!''

Then Ebube gasped in shock ''are you driving me?''
she whispered. She didn’t wait for an answer before she burst into fresh tears.

''Chic, you are running high on emotions and you
aren't thinking clearly. I'm the one with my sense firmly screwed into place. You are not helping your cause by sitting pretty in my house. It’s a good thing you have been silent on that note anytime you speak to your husband. There is no way on earth he would take you seriously if you remain anywhere near me. Can’t you see what I mean?''

''I'm dead! I wish the world would understand there
is nothing more to this thing.

so much stuff about Nat and not once had she used it against her. While she was still lost in her thought, Belinda knocked on the door and entered the room without an invite.

She informed her that dinner was ready and when
Ebube said nothing, she began to call her name. Suddenly Ebube turned around with a start ''you say
what?'' she asked.

''Chic, I've been trying to get your attention. Dinner is ready. Is it this bad that when they call your name you cant hear again?''

''What did you make?''

''Yam and stew with chicken or would you like something else? I have groundnut soup in the freezer if you don’t mind eba’’

''Thanks Bel but I'm not really hungry''

''You've got to eat something. You are losing weight
and I can't do hospital waka on top all this drama. I tell you that is going to be the outcome if you continue like this. You must have something today''

''I can't'' then Ebube began to cry ''I've not seen my
kids in days and I just heard their voices. It was too much for me''

''I'm really sorry about this Ebube but I tried to warn
you that night. There was a real possibility Nat could snap and unfortunately that is where we are today''

''I wish I knew what to do''

''You need help and unfortunately I'm not in the
position to help you. I know it sounds really unfair coming from me but you've got to take it on the chin and reach out to people your husband respects''

''Hah, I'm finished! See the way you just put it abi na
beans?''

''I'm so sorry but you've got to be practical. It's been
4 days and you've not been able to do much on your own. You've got to tell like your pastor or maybe…''

''I can't Belinda, I can't. God, I'm finished. Family I've
been building gone!''

''Please calm down, lamentations won't help. It's not
the worst thing in the world. You didn’t kill anyone''

''It's so easy for you to say, isn't it?''

''Are you trying to blame me for this? Is it solely my
fault? I didn’t force you to do anything against your will''

''You didn’t force me but you didn’t stop me either but you...

50

Ebube stared at the window pane and looked into the sky. It had been 4 days since she left home and Charles was still not open to negotiation. He had allowed her speak with the kids the day before and when Ada asked where she was, she lied that she was out of town for a short period. No one knew what she was going through apart from Belinda.

Ebube needed all the help in the world but the
circumstances by which she was sent out was far too shameful. She could not bear the thought of family members knowing what she had been involved in.

She was the image of the perfect wife, the Nigerian version of Bree Van de Kamp. Once upon a time,
her favourite sister-in-law had referred to her as
Bree and when Ebube asked who that was, the lady told her to go and watch a series called Desperate
Housewives.

Ebube was not much of a TV person but Natasha and Belinda were. When she mentioned it to them, they looked at each other and began to laugh.
Thereafter they agreed it was true. Shortly after that
conversation, Ebube bought a copy of the series, Desperate Housewives and once she started watching it, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She didn’t know whether to be flattered or be flustered. She thought about dyeing her hair red for added effect and giving her friends something to laugh about.

Such was the image that surrounded Ebube. She
couldn’t imagine the whole world hearing what her husband had to say. She had wept, pleaded and
continued begging him but so far it had not made any difference.

All the while, Natasha had been trying to reach her
and it was her turn to ignore her. She had no words for Natasha. She never believed Nat would rat
on her. It was so disappointing because she knew

''You have shown you are indeed useless, haven’t
you? You go out for your demonic meetings and come home by God knows when? You leave Loveth to feed your kids and allow me tuck them in like I'm a widower. You are a useless mother. I spit on you!''

''Is this not the first time I'm coming home so late?
Swear on your life that I'm a habitual late comer. I keep my home
together and I prepared that
meal Loveth served before I left. I'm a good woman. I'm a good mother but
I'm not above mistakes. I’m a good mother''

''Story for the gods. You better get out before I come back unless…'' then Charles turned around and began to walk away.

''What of my kids?'' Ebube cried out.

Then Charles turned around and spat out ''we'll figure that out. You are a lawyer so I expect you to come swinging back once the dust settles''

''But I've got nowhere else to go hon''

''Yes you do. Go to your lover's nest, go to Belinda's
house'' then Charles walked out of the room and quietly closed the door behind.

Contd

Then it happened so quickly Ebube didn’t see it
coming. Charles had his hand across her throat and she began to gasp for air. She tried to pry his
hand away but his hands were made of steel!

Then as quickly as it started, he let it go. The whole
thing happened so fast, in about 6 to 7 seconds he was done. It was almost like it didn’t
even occur.

Immediately Ebube began to cough and Charles got
up from the bed. She watched in shock as he loomed over her like an evil spirit then he made an
announcement ''I want you out of this house before I kill you. I am that incensed it could happen and you wouldn’t blame me because I've given you
adequate notice''

Then Ebube began to wail ''Charles, you want to kill
me because of this thing? You want to kill the mother of your children?''

''I've fired the warning shot so don’t make me shoot
you''

''I'm so sorry'' Ebube cried out. Tears were streaming down her face and catarrh was running off as well but Charles ignored her and continued
talking in a low voice ''I'm going to get the kids
dressed for church then afterwards we are going out, anywhere, everywhere just to kill time. I want
you out of my house before I get back. Pack your
things and get out before…''

''What of my kids? You want me to pack and run away from home like a useless mother?''

Ebube annoys you people doesn't she? I can finish her character off for you right now... like right now...


In other news, is it not amazing how the quiet ones end up being the worst? Remember Cosmos who was always blowing hot and cold but when he eventually found out about Blossom what did he do? He began to cry like a baby. Compare his reaction to the very quiet Mr Charles Uzoh. (spits God forbid)

''What is your weakness?''

''It has been so hard for me hon; so hard''

Then Charles began to yell at her. He said so many things in such a short while about her being a loose creature and other unprintable names then he veered off course and entered something else ''so you want to turn my daughter into a lesbian like yourself? You want to bring Sodom and Gomorrah into my family? If you want to ruin your life that’s fine but I won't let you taint my kids. Listen, I want you out of this house before…''

''Pleaseeeeeeeeee listen to me, it didn’t happen like that. We all make mistakes and I'm so sorry but you've got to admit it has not been easy for me. You've left me since God knows when and I've been crying out for attention''

''Are you a teenager running high on hormones?''

''Oh my husband, it has been very hard for me. Please forgive me but it was not easy''

''Don’t even go there. You disgust me. I'd rather you did that with a man than a woman better still a toy. Take a look at you trying to make excuses for your shameful behaviour''

''You left me vulnerable Charles; you left me out in the cold'' then Ebube began to yell ''you left me in the lurch. You left me exposed to the elements''

''It's now my fault ehn?''

''If we were together like how husband and wife should be, it wouldn’t have happened. You didn’t think I was going to remain like that until…''

Then it happened so quickly Ebube didn’t see it coming. Charles stretched out his hands and placed them across her throat and she began to gasp for air. She tried to pry his hand away but his hands were made of steel!









TBC

As a matter of fact, he had never ever hit her but now she was scared of him. She continued to explain and by the time she was done, Charles shook his head in disbelief and uttered ''Belinda? Belinda of all people? Is that what you've been doing with her?''

''It was the first time I swear''

''Really? Someone happens to think otherwise. I hear Belinda has been involved in that lifestyle for quite a while and you've known her for how long?''

''Since secondary school''

''So can you convince me that was the first time it was happening since you've known her?''

''I swear it was. I only knew myself she was doing that about a month ago. I swear to God almighty''

''You know what this means right?''

''I'm so so sorry honey. I cannot apologise enough. Please allow me make this up to you. Anything you want, anything you say I would do with no questions asked''

''Is this the reason why you've been suggesting boarding house for my daughter? Is it?''

''Don’t be like that Charles. It has nothing to do with Ada. I merely suggested boarding house for our convenience and because I think it’s a good avenue to train up a child. I swear it didn’t happen like that at the boarding house. Oh God please believe me. Who would believe me now? Natasha has killed me. Natasha has done this because her own home is in disarray. She wants everyone to have problems with their husband. My God! Charles hon, you've got to believe me. It was the first and only time it happened. It was the devils fault. He played a fast one on me because he knows my weakness''

''Should I be after your little meeting which held yesterday?''

''I'm so sorry hon, I came as soon as I could. The traffic around that…''

''You know what I'm on about and it has nothing to do with the traffic or you coming home late. You know what I mean, don’t you?''

''I'm not quite sure''

''Why play dumb when you know the game is up? It makes you look silly, unrepentant and scheming''

''I'm not quite sure what you heard honey''

''Don’t honey me please''

''Okay, I don’t know what you're on about Charles''

''Are you a lesbian?''

Then Ebube began to heave like a small child. It had happened. She knew the game was up – Belinda was right after all, Nat had spilled. She continued to cry while her husband watched in pure disgust ''stop, stop, stop that rubbish!'' Charles spat. ''Stop it right now or I'll smack you in the face!'' then Ebube stopped crying and began to explain her life away. She was scared, very scared. Charles was not the violent type and even the threat of smacking her was new. He was not one to threaten violence at least not to her.

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Ebube woke up the following morning and met an unusual scene. Charles was staring right at her as she opened her eyes ''morning hon'' she whispered.

''Did you sleep well?''

''Yes I did’’ she yawned and looked at her bare wrist then realizing how funny that looked, she hissed. ‘’I imagined I was wearing my watch. What's the time dear?'' she asked.

''7.45am''

''Geez! My back hurts; it's almost like I didn’t even sleep. How long have you been here?''

''Quite a while…just watching you sleep''

''What is quite a while? An hour? 20 minutes? 5 minutes? One minute? 40 seconds?'' she was joking with him but she could tell he was not game so she continued in a slightly serious tone ''aren't we going to church today?''

''We'll go'' Charles answered in a quiet tone.

Then Ebube got up and rested her back against the cushioned headboard. It felt soft and comfy but she was starting to feel uneasy. The towel dropped from her chest but she made no attempt to pull it back up. There was something about the way her husband looked at her and his eyes appeared lifeless like a zombie's. She tried to reach out to him but he pulled back like she was a vampire ''are you okay?'' she whispered.

***
By the time Ebube got home that night, everyone was fast asleep. It was a good thing she had a capable hand to help in the form of her able maid. Loveth was not a live in maid so she knew her husband would have helped the children settle in that night. She felt so guilty; it was unlike her to come home so late on a weekend but she had been trying to settle things and calm herself before leaving Belinda's.

The moment she dropped her bag, she walked through her children's room area and admired them from the doorway. She wanted to check on her husband as well but she didn’t want to disturb him so she headed to the bathroom. While she had her bath, so many thoughts passed through her head and she became overwhelmed with the day's events.

Since Belinda suggested she should be more concerned about Natasha spilling, she had become even more worried. She didn’t want to show it but she was almost going out of her mind. It was so bad that if her enemy slept and didn’t wake up, she wouldn’t be surprised. She had continued to try Natasha's number until the crazy lady switched off her phone. As she thought of these things, the water continued to run off her body and she began to cry quietly.

At a point she stopped and began to murmur like a mad woman ''father forgive me. Lord help me, help me, help me. Natasha please be strong. Lord help me, help Nat, help me…'' the water ran into her mouth and she gaggled before spitting it out.

She finally managed to drag herself out of the shower. It was so bad, she could not even wear a night gown. She simply jumped into bed with her towel on and fell right asleep.

Nat smacked him playfully and they began to laugh but soon after, the laughter gave way to a pensive mood ''I don’t want you to talk about your past again. Let's leave it where it belongs in the past and forge ahead'' Ken whispered.

Then they kissed once more and this time, Ken was hard again. He placed her hand on his ?&^%$@ and she moved even closer and opened up to him again. She locked her arms around his neck and began to whimper as he eased into her again.

''We dated''

''Okay''

''Things happened, so many things I'm not so proud of. I got into some stuff and…''

''Nat, why are you doing this now? What is the essence of all this talk? I don't need it. I'm just coming out of this desert in our marriage and I can't deal with another. I don’t want to know about anything that happened in 1900. I'm not squeaky clean myself. I didn’t meet you a virgin and you didn’t meet me as one too so why are you doing this?''

''I just felt that maybe…''

''Don’t even go there darling. Don’t''

''I'm sorry for everything''

''I'm even more sorry dear''

There was silence for some seconds before Ken spoke again ''I just want to know something and I promise I wont let it prevent us from getting back together''

''What?''

''I shouldn’t even ask; who am I to question you when I'm not particularly a saint''

''Just ask''

''Okay. Did anything happen within our marriage?''

''No. Hell no!''

''I feel so stupid asking that question but I just wanted to know''

''No it's alright''

''So nothing at all? Not even this time apart?''

Then Nat turned around and kissed his forehead. Thereafter she wiped the beads of sweat that had formed and whispered ''some of us take this marriage vow very serious you know. What about you?''

''Nat, would you believe I've been celibate if I told you''

''You just did. If I believe you is another thing''

''I have baby I swear I have but my dick has taken a big hit. I've pulled so hard I'm sure I've disfigured it''

''There is nothing you can do about that for now. You've asked so I'll tell you; that was rash dear. I wouldn’t have done the same if I were in your shoes but that’s me. It would be a good idea to call him first thing tomorrow and explain you may have misunderstood things or blown things out of proportion. You weren’t thinking though so don’t beat yourself too hard. It'll be fine…I hope. I'm sure everything will work out well''

Then Nat sighed deeply. For the next few minutes it was quiet until she called out to him again ''you awake dear?''

''Still am. Anything bothering you?''

''I want to tell you something else''

''Shoot''

''Uncle Edwin was never really my uncle in the true sense''

Ken sighed deeply but he said nothing else. Nat tried to turn around but he asked her to remain as she was and continue ''are you angry?'' she asked in a small voice.

''Nope. I knew he wasn't so what else?''

***
Minutes later, they lay spooned together on the bed. Nat could hear his beating heart from behind. She could also feel his clammy hands on her chest and she shut her eyes for a second. Through her haze of confusion, she remembered what Ebube had said earlier that day and the call she made earlier. She had been carrying so much and she was tired. So many thoughts were running through her head but she had something to say ''are you sleeping?'' she whispered.

''Nope. Can I be sleeping yet touching you like this?''

''Are you about to sleep?''

''Nope. Anything?''

''A lot''

''We have the night''

''About that Charles thing…I mean calling him…''

''Hmm''

''I'm worried now. I wasn’t thinking then. Do you think…''

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They hugged again and this time, they wouldn’t let go of each other. Ken felt the water dripping off her damp hair and running against his shoulder. He could smell the shampoo or was it the bathing soap on her hair, her partially wet skin then her… his mouth found hers and they kissed like it was going to expire.

Her lips were soft and her mouth tasted lovely. It was just the way he remembered it; soft, warm, and…she began to cry again and he kissed away her tears. It was salty and the taste in his mouth made kissing her even more passionate. And as he did, he continued to whisper into her ears while kissing her intermittently ''I'm so sorry about everything. I'm so sorry they hurt you but most of all I'm sorry for what I did''

ncChigo:
Nat is so 100% wrong! She didn't have the right to do what she did.

& don't try to defend her fantasyisland,cos I have a feeling u're about to do that.

Hands raised to the sky easy on me. I'm just the story writer.
By the way you've not been commenting only to for you to come out and accuse me

Ken looked at the album and noticed it was the one she had of her friends from their university days. He sighed deeply then reached for the album and shut it ''don’t even bother your head trying to figure when it started and all that'' he said. ''You don’t need to do that. At least not tonight''

Then Natasha began to cry again and he sat on the bed and hugged her. She looked so frail, vulnerable and tired '' stop crying dear’’ Ken whispered. ‘’This is life, things happen. People fail others even when they don’t mean to. The only person that wouldn’t fail you is God''

''They were supposed to be my best friends and they were busy… no wonder Ebube was supporting her. I mean that’s her business but the shock, the horror of seeing them like that''

''It is okay. You'll get over it and I bet they would have some explaining to do the moment you allow them. Don’t kill yourself over someone else's problem'' they hugged again and she could smell his cologne ''you don’t look too bad'' Nat whispered.

''You look like shít!'' Ken remarked. Immediately Nat began to laugh and Ken felt good. It was great to hear her laugh albeit briefly.

‘’Do I smell like shít?’’

‘’No you don’t. You smell divine, your hair smells of wild berries, coconut oil and…’’

''Your mouth is too sweet but you remain a prankster’’

''I missed you'' Ken whispered. ''I've missed you sooo bad it hurts''













TBC

''I'm still at Augustine's place but we came for an event on the island. I am somewhere around Ozumba…''

''Can you come home like now?''

Immediately Ken's chair scrapped loudly against the floor as he jumped up. His cousin Augustine stared at him and he mouthed the word ''Nat''. Augustine nodded at him and Ken ran out of the venue. As he did, he continued to speak loudly into his phone and people continued to stare at the noisy fellow.

He got home about an hour later and the gateman opened the gate for the cab driver. The fellow was pleased to see his boss and he was almost prostrating for him. Ken almost felt like crying but he tapped the young man on the shoulder and moved on. The front door was open as Nat had said. He pushed the door aside and locked it from within then he made his way to their bedroom.

Natasha was seated on their bed while flipping through an album. She paused the moment he walked through the door and nodded at him ''how are you holding up?'' Ken asked.

''I'm better now just going through old stuff and…''

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Nat made one last call before she switched off her phone that night. Somewhere in her head, she didn’t know why she was doing that but she felt she needed him that night. The world had turned its back against her including this person, but somehow his sin didn’t look so bad when compared to her friends. Besides he had been begging ever since and she needed someone to hear her out that night.

At the other end, a shocked Ken grabbed his phone and answered his call. Natasha never called him; he was the one always calling to ask about her and generally make small talk ''hello… hello dear, Nat…'' he answered. He didn’t even wait for her to say a word.

''How are things?'' Nat asked in a high pitched voice.

''Fine, fine are you alright dear? Your voice sounds… Is everything okay in the house?''

Then Nat began to talk and at some point she began to cry in the silence of her car. Ken continued to listen and he was overwhelmed with grief. He wished he could be there to hold her. At some point he began to comfort her. His voice was actually high but he didn’t realize it just yet.

''Where are you?'' Nat asked.

Immediately, Natasha shut her door and picked up her phone. She looked at her call list and hissed. The girls had been calling her ever since but she had nothing to say to them. She couldn’t even look at them especially Ebube. She was disappointed to say the least. In addition, she was highly emotional and she felt like doing something, anything.

Suddenly she scrolled through her contact and dialled a particular number. It was a number she rarely called but she needed to tell him something tonight. She waited for some seconds' before a familiar voice came on ''Nat, how are you?'' a clear voice asked.

''Good evening Charles''

''Good evening to you too. This one you are calling tonight; is Ebube there with you?''

''No. She was but not anymore… Charles I need to discuss something with you. I'm not myself…I saw something tonight and I'm still in a state of shock. I can't even believe… I'm so sorry…'''

''Hello, hello, I can barely hear you Nat. Are you crying? What is the problem? Is this something to do with your husband? What is going on there? Is Ebube okay?''

''Charles, Ebube is cheating on you…I'm so sorry…''

''What is this about?''

Then Natasha continued talking and crying at the same time and the gates of hell swung wide open.

***
Nat had driven for some minutes when she parked her car by a supermarket. She was at a busy location so she felt safe. Her head was banging, her throat was parched but more than anything else, her heart was broken. Suddenly she began to cry, the betrayal was too hard to take. She wondered how long they had been an item.

She wondered if the story that Ebube just found out was true. She remembered the way Ebube defended Belinda earlier that evening. She thought of how lucid Ebube tried to sound and how she made her out to be the crazy one. The more Nat thought of these things, the angrier she became.

Suddenly a security guard walked up to her car and tapped at her window. She opened and stared at him with bloodshot eyes ''are you coming in madam?'' he asked in a friendly tone.

''Do I look like I want to shop? Do I look like one in the mood to shop?''

''It's just that we have customers that will be waiting to…''

''C'mon leave here jo!'' Natasha replied then the guard shrugged his shoulders and moved away from the mad woman. He knew she would leave the moment a driver honked behind.

Then Ebube hissed and took off her blouse again. Some seconds later, she was struggling to get Nat as well but the message was that she was another call.

''Now it's saying user on another call'' Belinda announced.

''Same here'' Ebube moaned.

Belinda stared at her for some seconds and twisted her mouth about before firing down ''chic, you didn’t ask me but I'm going to say it. You seem more concerned about Nat's wellbeing. I mean about her seeing us like that but if you ask me, I am more concerned about what she would say and who she might talk to. Unfortunately, the odds are stacked against you in that regard. There is no one I am accountable to and even if she calls my parents, that would be cool. I've been looking for ways to get them off my back on the marriage issue. If she wants to help me come out of the closet then so be it''

Ebube thought about it for a second and announced ''that’s the last thing on my mind. Nat, is far too smart for that''

''I agree but she is running high on emotions. Chic is distraught and someone in that position does not act rational''

''Natasha is a lot of things but not a snitch. We have seen and heard loads of stuff about each other but it never leaves this circle. I'm more concerned about her mental state. C'mon let's keep trying her number''

Then the pair continued to call but Natasha never picked.

''Don’t be insensitive Belinda. I would be distraught to catch my so called best friends in that position. Plus she only got to know about you today then she sees me in that position too? This is bad. I'm hyperventilating here. I don’t even know how I'll drive home. This is too much for one fragile person''

''She had it coming, have you forgotten how she was running her mouth earlier today? I owe her nothing''

''Well I do. Nat remains a friend and just because she is going through stuff and vomits a lot of rubbish does not invalidate our friendship. I said strong stuff too but I'm not going to pretend her friendship means nothing to me. There is over 15 years between us and I won't throw that for nothing''

''Then go and get her yourself. I'm still trying to call her but…''

''But what?''

''She keeps cutting my call. Why not try her line as well? You are obviously done with your dressing. And by the way, why are you wearing your blouse inside out?''

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