Samantha's Hood. Sunday.
~Dare Ofegu~
"You can't keep saying the same thing with different words and expect me to have a change of mind. It doesn't work that way, Marcus. I don't want to be bitchy over the phone, but you're leaving me no choice."
She took a pause as she obviously waited for the response of whoever she was speaking with over the phone; the professed Marcus.
We were in the sitting room, seated in the longest couch. I was sitting up, and she was lying on the couch, her head on my lap as I caressed that side of her temple gently.
Her left hand was on the wrist of my hand doing the gentle caresses. Probably she wanted a stimulant. Her other hand pressed the phone to her ear, and her face to the 3D blue skies ceiling.
"Kafula has been so considerate of your company and you can agree with me on that, only if you don't want to be objective with yourself. And now, you should respect whatever my p
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