A Love Story in Seychelles

happened so I texted back "I'm fine". We exchanged a few more usual texts as I tried my best to avoid what happene

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de on the bus with me home. We havent been communicating much as before so

ght of Manfred came into mind b

pe of man that any woman will feel lucky and blessed to have. He is caring and loving. I met him at the church actually. He was the drummer at our church and i was a singer. We happened to be in the same music/sing group. One day we started speaking as friends and then we turned out admiring each

l of what I was facing at my mother's place. He was working already and he made sure I had everything. I never asked anythi

ng to tell him but I couldn't bring myself to hurt him. He

at the hotel and they are

hotel but that wasn't the reason why I

e asked calmly noticing the grey and

hotel. My stuff wouldn't fit in my small handbag" I lied hoping he would believe. The bag was Manfred'

olding my chin up so I ca

ng. Then I noticed the sadness

someone

bvious? I looked at him trying to find the righ

me a kiss? It was never a bother. I t

to tell?" I asked trying

't too keen of you going for work attachment on St. Anne Island? This is the reason why I didn't want- that's why I aske

knew I didn't like staying at my mother's place. He knew that I was miserable there and only accepted because

walking towards the alley to where I live. He pulled my arm

." Of course he hadn't

eone?" He asked t

y from the hug and look at me. I'm a short girl. And James was bending down to look at me. I couldn't understand his expression. Not sure if he was angry or sad

at each other as we said our good byes. B

ned and walked away. I knew somehow that this

ded home feeling disappointed in myself. I could saw James standing furthe

, James" I sa