There’s a wise saying from where I come from: ‘msiba wa kujitakia hauna kilio’ meaning, the demise of your own making, doesn’t require tears…
“I think you should explore and meet other people.” He spoke. “Okay. Why would I do that?” Nora asked. “It will be good for you.” He went on and on and on about it. Nora sat there in as much confusion as she started this whole thing in.
Here’s the last part of the short story about Nora, the phantom and the fantasy.
(In the morning) Her heart was rioting when she picked up her phone to see, “Hey beautiful.” Golden, she sprung up and without delay she responded back, “Hey handsome”. And that was how their conversation began.
…She started the message…I’m sorry I lied to you…she deleted and started again. I hope you can forgive me for what I’m about to say…deleted again, started again.
Find out what happened here. Enjoy the read 🤗
Guys! My heart almost dropped when I saw my ID in my hand! I couldn’t believe it, so I frisked myself again and again. I’m nervously looking around and thinking, “what if I just run? I hate running, and there’s security. I can’t outrun that guy.” He looked pretty fit.
Without saying a word, he looked back at her and slowly, he closed the distance. She arched back as far as she could, but with nowhere to run, his lips found hers and searched them.
“Whatever happens at the thermal bath stays at the thermal bath, okay?” He asserted. “Okay,” I agreed. This is how the night started.
Now that we know how the term Europe came about,
…a story about transformation: about expansion, unity between two cultures and the power of love and destiny to transform.
“The local time is 1445 hours” The pilot’s comm interrupts my daydreaming, bringing me back to earth. We were finally landing after what seemed like a 10-hour flight. Looking through my window, it was a beautiful day outside