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Bisi and Scott have been married for two years now, they have not fallen out of love but rather their love has grown beyond just physical needs. Bisi had also lent his voice to the LGBT community in Nigeria, he had used his own story especially how he had overcome the hate and fear to live his life and love whom he wanted to love.
BISI'S POV It took only a split second for my whole life to flash before me, my past came to mock me in the cruelest way ever, while my future was miles away unaware of the judgment my kinsmen had passed on me.
Esther and I didn't spend the rest of the day alone and I avoided eye contact as much as possible.It was almost eight years now since my parents warned me never to talk about it or even think about it.
Esther had moved on from me, from us. She now dates the president of our school student union. The most popular and handsome boy in school.Sometimes I wonder why she felt he was a better option. I agree I never could give her the sexual pleasure she desired. But that other boy was Casanova and a bully.
After the incident with Jude, I tried to avoid him as much as possible, what if he realizes what I feel? what if he tells others about me.?I decided to visit home for two weeks, maybe I would forget it happened and it was just a figment of my imagination.
Jude's departure to a foreign land for fear of being killed hit me thinking about my own situation.I wasn't ready to die yet or become a source of grief to my friends and family.
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I was able to detangle my legs from his, and as I was about getting up from the bed so I could run to my room he stopped me."We had way too much alcohol last night, didn't we?" Ebuka said smiling at me
As I nestled my head on Ebuka's laps he bent his head low saying endearing things to me which made me blush.It felt as if we were in a world of our own and nothing could go wrong.