All Chapters of Melanin Diaries: Perfectly Imperfect: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Chioma must have thought it was a ploy of mine to change her mind, for she piped up almost immediately. "Amaka is going to leave this pace with her mother–" "I believe Aunt Rain has earned the right to say a proper goodbye mom. You owe her that much." I was proud of Amaka when she interrupted her mother in a polite manner. It was quite a relief that I'd at least, one of my wards has turned out fine. Chioma had no other option but to nod her approval with a watery smile plastered on her face. I blatantly refused when Mike offered to drive me and settled for hailing the next available cab I found after wobbling my way out of the cathedral with my niece in tow. The ride back to the apartment complex we sta

Mokunfayo Badmus:Chioma must have thought it was a ploy of mine to change her mind, for she piped up almost immediately. "Amaka is going to leave this pace with her mother–" "I believe Aunt Rain has earned the right to say a proper goodbye mom. You owe her that much." I was proud of Amaka when she interrupted her mother in a polite manner. It was quite a relief that I'd at least, one of my wards has turned out fine. Chioma had no other option but to nod her approval with a watery smile plastered on her face. I blatantly refused when Mike offered to drive me and settled for hailing the next available cab I found after wobbling my way out of the cathedral with my niece in tow. The ride back to the apartment complex we

Mokunfayo Badmus:Even though I hadn't found a way out of my recent predicaments, I still felt like a heavy load was taken off my chest when I was done sharing the past few days with Trigger. A problem shared was half solved indeed.I felt oddly at peace, surrounded by arms. I didn't mind his stench of sweat and cigarettes, I was grateful that he was there; happy that for the first time in a while, I really had a friend to lean on.That was, of course, until Almighty Mike decided to make his triumphant entry into the hospital room. He stopped short when he realised I was practically seated on Trigger's lap, on my hospital bed and cleared his throat as an order for Trigger to pull away from my embrace and bolt out of the room.

Almighty Mike:"You know, Almighty, there is something I don't understand about you," Trigger began as I lit up a fresh stick of cigarette; the fourth in the span of forty five minutes.We were waiting outside the car, under a large mango tree —far away from distracting Angel— so she could conclude her interview with a willing eyewitness I'd personally discovered while on a stakeout mission of Alex's office complex.I hummed for Trigger to continue talking, even though his incoming rant would barely interest me."This minute, you're acting like you can't live without… her, and the very next, you're running off to meet your whore sidechic—"

Almighty Mike:How things went from zero to hundred in the span of a few minutes, I wasn't sure, but I knew I was stupid for comparing Angel to Cordelia and it was too late to take back my words.It hurt my feelings when she said i might never be able to sustain a lifelong commitment because of my personality but I freaking had no right to say what I said in the first place, and I knew a simple apology wasn't going to fix this —plus the fact that I was still very much angry— so I watched her strut away in her stained shirt and sky high shoes.I'd fucked up big time, I knew, but maybe whatever happened was just another omen reminding me to stay away from Angel.I sighed and resumed my hike down the rest of the dirt road till it became narrower and ultimately an invisible path. It t