Episode 29 | No More Room For Love (Love Story)

The story titled "No More Room For Love" was written
for your great pleasures to learn from the true life story of a friend.
.No part of it should be reproduced
in any form or copied
to other sites without the approval of the writer. For more info contact Aynaijablog CEO.Thanks!

Gentle man, am not hungry, but you need not starve yourself. You know you are still pregnant. Nectar said calmly.
And what part of that concerns you. I said rudely. I realized I was getting irritated already, if I don’t get any sleep soon, I might explode.
Look am just concerned as a doctor not a father. He walked out and I felt like he was angry. I couldn’t tell when I slept off, but woke up feeling really hungry.
Nectar was nowhere around the house. I walked out with no particular place in mind. I met his mum on the couch, and the whole place was silent.
You are awake; do you care for your lunch now? I came in earlier, but you were fast asleep. She said.
Yes, mum besides I want to know the way to the kitchen just in case, I got my food reheated and what looks like several hours I was finally done.
Don’t worry about food for some time whiles you are here, just take your time and get acquainted with the place first, I will be doing the cooking myself.
How did this woman end up giving birth to a spoilt child like Matts? Am sure it was her stepmom that spoilt her. I was thinking aloud now.
I mean I knew she stayed with her stepmom, and I have never met her mum who remarried his ex-husband. Complicated family, I thought to myself.
That was the main reason why we actually have a connection because we both live with our steps. But this woman right here, is so different from matt, I murmured.
Just then, I felt someone was standing on me, I turned and our eyes met. Welcome, Katie! I just looked on and back to my phone, which I was glued to earlier giving my friends information on how to find this place.
Let me leave you two, nectars mum finally said after sensing the tension around. I saw Matts pulling a chair beside me, can we talk please, Katie! She made to touch me.
Matts stay in your lane; I don’t want to do anything I would regret.
What next?


Subscribe Via Email (Do Not Edit Here!)

Get Aynaijang News In Your Inbox