My Fairytale...

Leaving doesn't mean one is a coward,

Sometimes, it's just good to take a break.

© Oluwatoyosi

Precious POV

I woke up in my fairly cleared-out room. I had fallen asleep packing my things, or at least what I needed. I didn't have it in me to pack everything, as some part of me knew I was going to come back, I just didn't know when.

I sighed and threw the covers off me, folding them neatly I kept them in my wardrobe, and now, my bed was bare. I didn't have a pillow because I didn't like using one. Sighing again, I got on my knees and did my morning prayer.

Once I was done, I went into the bathroom and washed. I stepped out after my bath and picked out my clothes which consisted of fitted blue jeans with a plain white tee-shirt and wore it. I didn't apply any makeup just powder and lip gloss.

I gasped when I looked at the time, it was past noon and our plane leaves at 3 pm. I rushed out of my room barefoot to see Funke steadying her three suitcases by the kitchen counter. I snickered