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When The Bully Falls in Love

When The Bully Falls in Love

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Chapter 1 In Quest

Word Count: 2275    |    Released on: 20/04/2023

home? She sighed. She was already late but that didn’t stop her from tugging the rider on

and he should do anything possible to be there before time choked her. There was

ever imagined the number. They were sitting in the anteroom waiting for the human resource manager. She went t

job seekers. But his confidence and assertiveness threw her off balance. She had

meet her. He had started with a bland line, Emelda thought, as she had h

ging his compliment. “I can say a good number of men

e the centre of attracti

mer now as she noticed no one was concerned about their conversation. Each p

et here? I mean, you are s

ersity, your thoughts?” his

e said it so surely

n. I am not

uction, please

to tell her he had entered university to stud

relative” Emeld

lmost frowning as those who didn’t get the job they had applied for. Looking at Emeld

me. But he didn’t like the way she asked too many questions, though. She had begun

I did some crazy mathematical calculation

d how he ‘transcended’ from Mathematics to Mass Communication or from Science to Arts.

ok a closer look at him but in such an awkward

But she didn’t think they had this body figure. They were always slender and looked malno

s difference. She was tired of meeting people whose intention was to inflate their ego at any sligh

er judgment and from what she saw, the interviewer was interested in her. The w

eason she had convinced herself was that quitting the job would

which her boss had not been ready to look into. She had been haz

, is anythin

hing

you s

s,

ook wo

okay

tomorrow morning. She travelled and will be bac

my regular progra

ok a few steps backward

at Is Nex

uld be at

time to pr

ing, get on air and do what I asked

some days past, she had gone to an interview without anybody’s awaren

cking her ear at the interview weren’t pedestrian. Not at a

expectations” when her memories groped for an answer. She didn’t see that

itled “Singles, What Next?” but she didn’t know enough about relationships. She had been employed as a New

el to people struggling in theirs. Her boss challenged her to prepare something, anything. Her boss had alw

el people on how to live a peaceful life as a single and how to attract the right men/women into their life? How? When she ha

ital records, she would accept it without a fuss, but she wasn’t. And her boss had told her “The audience does

to her boss; he had never admitted anyt

rried with two kids, living a turbulent-free married life, or so she thought. He was the on

the programme ravaged her mind. She thought about this day and night, reading s

After a few minutes of starting, her mind was relaxed and, in t

y on this programme, Singles, What Next? is

this new person. For some minutes, she felt she was neither communicating humor

when her audience began to call in, she was happy to answer their questions. Some of the list

ce. Calls trickled in. The line was busy, and buzzing; people were trying with relentless vi

her husband. She asked her if she liked short people. She said no. She asked her if he had other qualities she desired

ly triggered that she forgot she was on air. And Emelda was never as moved as she did. She was almost carried away whe

ad, and hardly talked to her about relationships, love, romance

ld are

rty-

his might not sound good in your ears but you must be eager

cover all of their body like a masquerade. And no matter how much we pretend, men are first attracted by what they see. An

ic. And for the first time, she went public with such audacity as if she was tired of some folks who were inj

f excitement run through them. “The way you carry yourself matters too, Miss. Walk like a queen because you are. Boost your self-estee

iggle when she mentioned ‘I love you" and thought maybe she got it wrong, that maybe she had meant the opposite as

aller and was rushing her points. Calls queued and she

ill get it from her radio set. “By all means be attractive. I stand corrected by the phrase “by all means” but what you don’t wan

ould leave her for a foreign land after the marriage. Who would only come back occasi

she was about to take them deeper on the subject, she experienced a technical problem and the programme was truncated. She could re

l he gave her a satisfactory nod. He was impressed and as far as s

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