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I opened my eyes slowly. The environment Didn't look familiar. I was sweating profusely. My head was pounding. I had a terrible nightmare. I lifted my hand slowly. There was a tube attached to my hand. I couldn't move the hand. I was confused. "Where am I?" then It all started coming back to me. The accident wasn't a nightmare. It really happened. And judging from the beeping sounds I was hearing, I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up but I couldn't. It was really frustrating.
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I heard the door open. "Oh my God Ally... You're conscious! Finally!" it was Delilah,my best friend. "It's been weeks....oh thank goodness". She came forward and kissed my forehead. I tried to speak. The first thing I said was "Richard... my baby". She looked at me with sadness in her eyes. I knew something was wrong. "Relax Ally... let me just call the doctor... he needs to check you... you've been in a coma for weeks now... I guess the shock must have hit you pretty hard". "Deli... Richard.. my baby... I..I.. need.. to see.. them" my words came out in gasps. She squeezed my hand. "I'll be right back" and she went out of the room. my mind was in turmoil. "Why isn't she saying anything... why is she giving me that look". The door opened and the doctor came in. "Hello Mrs Richard. Good to see you've come around. I just need to do some routine check". "Doctor where is my husband? Where is my baby?" he sighed. "Your husband is fine. He was discharged 2 weeks ago. Infact he just left here few minutes before miss Delilah called me." "oh thank goodness. And my baby?" I asked a little bit relieved. Atleast Richard is okay. The Doctor moved a chair and sat down beside my bed. He looked sad. "Mrs Richard.. there's been a little complication. I wish you'll let it be till your health is stable". "Doctor.. cut the crap please... tell me.. where is my baby?" tears were forming in my eyes. It's like I knew what he was gonna say but i refused to believe it. Just then the door opened again. I turned.
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It was Richard. He had a sling around one arm, apart from that he looked unscathed. I wished I could stand up and hug him. "Hey pretty" he said smiling. He leaned down and kissed me softly. I smiled weakly. He placed his hand on my head and gently stroked my hair. "Hello doctor... how's she doing?" "well.. she's doing fine but we still need to keep her for a few days to make sure she's perfectly okay" he replied. "Fine by me. How's the wound? Hope it's healing?" Richard asked. I was looking at the two of them. Non of them mentioned my baby. "Richard.. what about the baby? Can I see it now?" the pained expression on Richard's face told me something was wrong. It was like a knife being driven straight through my heart. He sighed. Tears started flowing from my eyes. "I'm sorry Ally.. but the baby didn't make it. The doctors could barely save you also..." my head started spinning. This can't be happening. "Noooooooooo....!" I screamed. "Richard please tell me it's not true! Tell me the baby is fine!" he shook his head. "Doctor?" I asked with a plea in my voice. This can't be true. He sighed. "There was nothing we could do... I'm sorry" I was sobbing so hard. My whole body was trembling. I felt a wave of rage. The room was suddenly so hot. My heart was thudding loudly. I yanked at the tube connected to my hands and grabbed the doctor's coat. "You didn't save my baby! You bloody murderer! You let my baby die!" the nurses rushed into the room followed by Delilah. I held on to his coat and kept dragging and screaming. Hands were holding me from all directions. "Calm down sweety... Ally please you're hurting yourself".Richard tried to hold me and I pushed him away. All I felt was pain and anger, and I wanted the doctor to pay for it. Although I knew it wasn't his fault. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my arm. A needle was piercing through my skin. My vision became blurry. I saw the nurse drop the syringe in the waste bin,then I lost consciousness.
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I opened my eyes a few hours later. Richard and Delilah were standing by the window, talking in hushed tones, probably because they didn't want me to hear. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I listened to their conversation.
"Richard I'm scared of how she'll react if we tell her. You saw what happened when she heard about the baby."
" I know I know... but she still has to know. She'll definitely find out sooner or later so I think it's better we tell her. It will be easier for all of us.." Richard replied.
"well atleast wait till she's over the whole baby thing. And you know things aren't going too well at the office also...She sighed.".. I just hope she'll be fine."
"just don't tell her about it yet. I'll be the one to tell her...just pretend everything is fine. Hush now before we wake her" He said and held her hand.
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I couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore. I opened my eyes. I was so curious. What could they be discussing so privately that they didn't want me to hear. And why is Richard holding her hand. "Whatever you have to tell me... why not say it now and save us the tension?" I said. he quickly released her hand and they both turned. "Oh Ally we didn't mean to wake you. Go back to sleep... you need it". "I'll sleep when I want to, Richard. Tell me, what's going on?" I looked at Delilah and she looked away. Richard sighed. "Baby just get some rest. We'll talk later". "Richard tell me what's going on now or else I swear to God I will....." he cut me off before I finished. "You will what?? I told you to get some rest dammit! Why can't you listen! We'll talk when you're calm. Come on Delilah. Let's give her some space". They both walked out of the room. I was taken aback. Richard had never shouted at me. What the hell is up with those two. Something is going on and they're hiding it from me. Well, sooner or later everything will come to light. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.
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The hospital room was filled with people the next day so I didn't get a chance to be alone with either Richard or Delilah. Colleagues from work, employees, friends and well wishers all came to see me. I felt so loved. Three days later, I still had not gotten the chance to talk to Richard. It was eating me up inside. The doctor told me I would soon be discharged. I was sort of relieved.
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On the day that I was to go home, Richard came in with a bouquet of roses in the morning. He was full of smiles. I was glad to see him. He sat down beside the bed and leaned in to kiss my forehead. "Hey beautiful... I can't wait to finally take you home with me... I've missed you so much". I smiled. I was glad that he wasn't mad at me. He seemed to have forgotten all about our last conversation. I decided maybe it wasn't a good idea to bring it up. "I've missed you too baby". I sat up. "So what's up... how's the company faring?" he placed a finger to my lips. "Forget about work for now. Don't even think about it." I smiled.
The door opened and Delilah came in. She still had that pitiful expression on her face and she looked like something was disturbing her. "Hey Ally.. glad to hear you're finally going home." she hugged me and I hugged her back and smiled. "Hi Richard" she said quietly without looking at him. "Hello" he replied stiffly. The curiosity was getting too much for me. "What's going on here?' I wondered. "I brought some clothes for you to change into. The doctor said we can leave in about an hour". I nodded as she handed me a plastic bag. Inside was a blue cotton dress, navy blue jacket and underwear. I excused myself and went to the bathroom/changing room, leaving the door slightly open so I can hear the conversation from the main room. "Richard I'm worried. We have to tell her today. Keeping her in the dark is not helping matters. I feel sorry for her. I feel so guilty" Delilah whispered. "Relax I'll take care of it. Besides, what she doesn't know won't harm her. Letting her know is my problem not yours" he replied confidently. I heard a slight movement and I quickly locked the door. I rested my back on the door. My heart was racing. Tears welled in my eyes. "Could it be? Please God... let it not be what I'm thinking. Richard and Delilah? No... it can't be. Let it not be what I'm thinking." I thought. There was a knock on the door. It startled me. "Ally.. you okay in there? Need help? You've been in there for a while now" it was Delilah. "No I'm fine dear. I'll be right out" I replied. I dressed up quickly and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was rough. I smoothed it down with my hands. I placed my hands on my belly, where my baby should have been. Remembering him still made me sad. I sighed and looked at myself one more time in the mirror. I looked weak and fragile and sad and depressed. Delilah was waiting for me at the door, with the doctor. "How are you feeling today Mrs Richard?" "I'm fine doctor, I just need to go home". I replied him. I still felt guilty about blaming him for the loss of my baby. "You will soon. Just sign this form". I didn't even read it, I just signed. Eager to get home. Eager to be alone with Richard. Eager to know what he's been hiding from me.
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We left a few hours later. Richard was fit enough to drive. His arm was okay. Delilah followed us home. The drive home was filled with awkward silence. I sat at the back while Delilah sat in the passenger's side.
Coming home felt different. I felt like it's been years. Everything was the same. The maid kept the house tidy. Richard was right behind me. I went upstairs to the baby's room. It was surprisingly empty. I left it full of toys and baby stuff. But none of it was there. I turned to Richard confused. "Richard what happened in here?" "I gave out everything because I didn't want it to remind you of what we lost" he replied, holding me. "But what about the next baby?" "Relax, we'll deal with that when it comes" he hugged me. I heard footsteps behind us. It was Delilah. "Oh I didn't mean to interrupt". She said, turning back. Richard released me. "No it's fine". I replied, blushing. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm leaving"
"So soon? Oh Deli.. I appreciate your care and support. When will you be going back to lagos?"
"Actually, I've been transferred to abuja. I'll be here for a while. My apartment isn't far from here" I was surprised but I didn't show it.
"Oh perfect! I'm so happy we'll get to see each other more often. Do stay for dinner please"
She smiled. "I'd love to, but I have a few things I need to do this evening"
"It's alright. I'll tell the driver to drop you off then, I need to freshen up" I replied. "i'll drop her off" Richard said. "Fine then. Thanks for everything Deli,i really appreciate your efforts." she smiled. I left them alone and headed to my room. I sat down on the bed thinking. So Delilah is now living close to us and they didn't even care to mention it. Well, I know what to do. It won't be long before I find out what's really happening. I stood and headed to the bathroom.

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The trip to the hospital was taking too long. I wish I could fly and get there. I was so restless I was biting my nails. Richard reached out and held my hand. "Relax baby, we'll be there soon. Just hang on" I couldn't stop the tears from running down my face. He used his hand to wipe my eyes. "No matter what happens, you have me. I'll always be here for you because I love you" his words were healing to my aching heart. I realised I was lucky to have him in my life. He kissed my hand and held it.

We went to the ER and met Dr kayode. "What happened doctor?" "welcome miss Benson. Your mother was brought in a while ago. The maid said she collapsed on the stairs." "oh my God! How is she? Can I see her?" "calm down Ally. Doctor what's wrong with her?" Richard asked. "Well, she appears to have a concussion.. she hit her head pretty hard. She had a brain injury. She is still unconscious but we're trying our best to revive her." I broke down in tears. This Can't be happening! Not to me.. not when my life was so perfect! Why me! Richard and Doctor tried to comfort me. I was falling to pieces and they wouldn't even let me see her till the next day.
Mother looked so weak and fragile. I've never seen her like that before. She was always so strong and agile. I reached for her hand and held it. "Mum, I know you probably can't here me but I want you to know that I'm praying for you. I love you so much mum, please don't leave me." I started crying. Just then her eyes opened weakly. "Mum.. oh my God mum I don't wanna lose you" "hey ally... it's okay.. I'll be okay" she said weakly.
A week passed and her condition was getting worst. "We have to perform a surgery on her brain to stop the internal bleeding. But there's only 60% chance of survival and it's very expensive. Are you willing to take the risk?" before I could reply the doctor, Richard spoke. "How much do you think it'll cost? Money is not the problem as long as she'll get better" "well about 2.5million for the surgery,but there are other expenses. Before we perform the surgery you will sign a document which indicates that the hospital will not be liable for anything if the surgery is not successful. You don't have to decide now. You can go home and think about it, but the bleeding is getting worse as we speak". Richard sighed and turned to me. "What do you think Ally... it's up to you" I sniffed. Tears were welling in my eyes. If she didn't survive I'd never forgive myself. "I'll sign the document now doctor, the sooner the better." he brought the document and I signed it.. praying that it's worth it. I went to see mum. She was awake. She smiled when she saw me. "Here comes my baby" she said weakly. I smiled. "Hey mum" I sat down and told her about the surgery. She kept quiet for a while. "Mum, say something". She looked at me, smiled and reached for my hand. "Ally, I appreciate that you're willing to do anything it takes to keep me alive but I have the feeling that maybe it's time for me to join your father. I agree with the surgery but I want you to be strong even if I don't make it. I've known you to be very strong and independent, I'm sure you'll be okay. And I want you to take good care of yourself. And about Richard, I know you love him but please don't rush into anything. I don't want you to regret it later. Take time to know him because it's hard to trust people these days. Don't cry, I'll be okay and I'm praying for the best for you" tears were rolling down her face and I was crying also. We talked a little more and she fell asleep. Richard came in and stayed with me.
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The surgery was never performed. She passed away in her sleep the next day. I was shattered. I had no one else in this world. I felt all alone. I realised I needed Richard more. He was like my backbone. He helped me get through everything, the grief, the funeral, the condolence visits. He was my armour and my shield and I loved him more everyday. He made me take a vacation. He handled the company and the business dealings all by himself. I was so grateful to him. Months passed and I was healing gradually. We decided to get married,the wedding was to take place in the next few months . Everything was perfect once again. I never thought anything else could go wrong, but obviously I was wrong.
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We had a small wedding, not the kind a billionaire would have. Just a few friends in a small church. Since we both have no family, we didn't make it big. When the wedding was over we had a little cocktail party for friends and colleagues. It was much fun. My best friend delilah came from Lagos. Her wedding gift was a vacation ticket to Paris. My dad's closest friend, chief abayomi gave us a big house,well furnished . It was all so overwhelming! We flew to Hawaii the next day for our honeymoon. Richard was ever so sweet and caring. The place was beautiful, so romantic. By the time we arrived at our lodge I was exhausted. We took a hot bath together, he wrapped me up in a towel and carried me to bed, then he went back to the bathroom. I was a bit shy looking at him cos it's the first time he has seen me naked. My heart was thumping. I was tired. I knew what was expected of me but I just wasn't ready for it (any thought of intimacy freaks me out). He came out wearing a bathrobe and sat next to me. "Hey Mrs Richard" he whispered in my ear. I was breathless. I smiled and he kissed me. It felt like heaven. I wrapped my arms around him and we cuddled. "You seem a bit tense. What's wrong baby?" "nothing, it's just that I'm tired" he smiled. "I know baby, I happen to know a quick way to ease your stress" he winked. I laughed "uhmm.. richard" I started. "hush baby, say no more... I understand. I'd never do anything you're not comfortable with. We can wait till whenever you're ready" I smiled and looked into his eyes. he's so charming. He kissed me passionately like he has never kissed me before.
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That night was the best experience of my life. He showed me so much love. I discovered a part of me that I never knew existed. We couldn't get enough of each other. We spent one week in Hawaii and two weeks in Paris. He bought me a beautiful diamond ring. Our honeymoon was over and we went back to Nigeria.
Work was as demanding as ever but we still had Time for eachother. It wasn't easy but we still managed. Our marriage was peaceful. Richard was so loving, caring, gentle and loyal. He always made me happy. I also did my best to be a good wife. Although I knew I wasn't a good cook cos I hardly cooked, he never complained about the food. Our life was never boring, we always had one activity or the other.
Five months later, I knew I was pregnant. I was excited to break the news to Richard. "Guess what?" I said to him "oh honey you know I'm not very good at guessing.. just tell me what is it?" I giggled "well... we'll soon have a Richard junior crawling around here. You're gonna be a daddy!" I could see the happiness on his face. He lifted me up and kissed me. He took me out and we celebrated the good news.
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4 months pregnant, he asked me to stop going to work. I tried to convince him that I could handle it but he was firm on his decision. He didn't want anything to happen to his baby. I obliged and stopped going to work. He handled everything. Since we were now married, I had changed the ownership of all my companies. The house we lived in was also in his name. I never had second thoughts about it. I was bored at home so I started baby shopping. I bought anything a baby Could want or need, and even things that weren't necessary. Clothes, toys and many other things. Richard was always happy to talk about the baby. Often he would sit close to me, place his hand on my tummy and close his eyes, like he was deep in thought. I could tell the baby was going to be a blessing to us and a glue to strengthen our bond. "You know darling, this is the best thing that'll ever happen to us" he once told me.

6 months pregnant, we were invited to a conference in Kaduna state. Our driver was on vacation so Richard had to drive. The conference went well, Richard was given an award. We were both so happy. On our way back we were discussing the name of the baby. "If it's a girl I want to name her jasmine and if it's a boy, Richard jnr definitely" I said. He smiled "the doctors said it's a boy. Stop hoping for a girl" he punched me playfully. "Ouch that hurt" I said and punched him back. We both laughed.

We didn't see it coming. A trailer derailed from the other lane and was coming straight at us. I screamed "Richard look!" it was too late. There was loud crash. I could feel the car flipping in the air. I couldn't see, I couldn't hear and I couldn't think. My mind was on Richard and my baby. The car did a final flip and landed with a thud on the ground. I couldn't feel my body, I couldn't see or hear anything. Everything went blank.

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I met him on a damp rainy day in august. It was raining heavily and my car had broken down halfway to huderson inc.,where I worked. I sat there in my car thinking "this is the worst day ever". I was supposed to be at work by now because we, the top executives would be interviewing the new intakes but unfortunately I'm here sitting helplessly in my car waiting for the rain to subside so I could check what was wrong with my car. Oops, I didn't introduce myself. Sorry about that, just eager to share my story.
My name is Alison Benson, the first and only daughter of Mr and Mrs Benson. I was born in Miami california and I've spent most of my life there. Middle school, high-school and college, but actually I'm half Nigerian. Shocking right? With my long auborn hair, clear brown eyes and light skin it's hard to believe. My Dad was a Nigerian, a multi billionaire. He passed away just when I graduated from high school. My mom moved to Nigeria to handle his companies and left me with my grandma to complete my education. So now, here I am. A 22 year old genius , perfect body, beautiful face, every guy's dream woman and, I'm stinking rich thanks to the fortune my dad left for me. Back in Nigeria it was hard to fit in. But eventually I got the hang of it. with the help of a few people and my mom, I ran the companies flawlessly. It became my passion and I had no time or interest for anything else. Not even relationships. Now that you've basically seen who I am, let's get back to my story.
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I was still sitting in my car worrying because I'm late and the rain was getting heavier (I love driving myself, keeping it simple that's why I never hired a driver) when I heard a light tap on the window. I rolled it down. A face came forward and I heard the most melodious voice I've ever heard in my life. It was as if angels were singing. "Sorry to bother you ma'am, but I was just passing by when I noticed your car was stuck in mud. Do you need any help?" he said. I couldn't make out his face beneath the hood of the raincoat he was wearing but I could see his brilliant white teeth. It took me a few seconds to reply him. "Thanks for your concern. I'm actually stuck and my network connection is off so I can't call for help". "I'll see if I can fix it, sit tight" he replied and went away before I could tell him not to bother.
10 minutes later,my car was fixed. I was so greatful "this man is so noble" I thought to myself. "You can go now ma'am, your car is fixed". "Thanks so much sir, I really appreciate your help. Please take this." I said as I handed him an envelope. He shook his head. "No, I didn't do it for money, I was just helping. I have to go now, I'm late for something". His hood slid a little and I could see his face. OMG! I've never seen a man so handsome! I would definitely wanna see some more of him. "Alright then. May I know your name please, I'm alison." he smiled. "I'm Richard, have a nice day". He waved and walked towards a bike parked beside my car and sped off. I sat there for a while thinking about that strange occurrence then I remembered I was late and I had to be on my way. I couldn't get him off my mind. I wish I had collected his number. When I arrived at the office, they had already started the interview without me so I headed straight to my office to pick up some files. There was a commotion at the reception desk so I went there to see what's going on. And behold! That handsome face was staring angrily at the receptionist. "I'm only 10 minutes late. Just let me get to the conference hall" he was saying. I walked towards them. "Stella, what's going on here?" I asked. He didn't even look at me. "This young man here is late for the interview and he wants me to let him in" Stella replied. "He was late because he helped a lady in distress. Let him in" I barked at her. "Yes ma. Here is your pass Mr Richard." he collected the pass, looked at me with a bemused expression on his face and walked towards the conference room. He didn't even say thank you! What an outrage! He doesn't know who he's dealing with and I've got him right where I want him. I smiled to myself and followed him.

I saw him sitting with three others. I walked to my sit in front of the hall and sat down. I was watching him and he knew it cos he met my gaze a couple of times. I wanted to interview him myself. I collected his file from my secretary. "Mr Richard David, over here please" he smiled. OMG! I'm melting! He sat down opposite me. Gosh he's so handsome fit muscular body, perfect complexion, dark curly hair and his lips-- I've never seen lips more perfect. "Relax, he's only human" I said to myself. "Good morning, let's get started. I'm miss Alison Benson. I see from your file here that you're applying for the position of administrative officer..." the interview went smoothly. He was very smart, a genius. I decided to make him my personal assistant. He was very dedicated and committed to his work, always on time. We got along so well. He was so nice and friendly and he knew how to make a girl smile.
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Six months later, I was deeply in love with him but he didn't make any move to move our friendship to the next level. I decided to take action. My mum already knew about him but she said she doesn't think he's the guy for me, my best friend also. I didn't care. One evening after work I asked him out. He was surprised. "You really want to take me out? You're supposed to be my boss you know" he said and smiled. "Hey stop calling me your boss. I'm your friend. So, are you in or not?" I replied and winked at him. "Only if you let me drive" he said and winked back. He reached for my hand and we headed towards the parking lot. "Wow I can't believe I'm finally gonna get to drive a benz" I laughed "don't be silly, you'll have your own soon". I gave him the key. He opened the door for me and helped me get in then he smiled his charming smile and kissed the back of my hand. My insides were tingling. I was melting at his touch. He released my hand and went over to the driver's side. The ride was joyful. We went to a nice restaurant and had a wonderful dinner. He was so charming, Such a gentleman.
We talked about a lot. He told me of how he lost his parents when he was little in a car accident. I felt sorry for him.when dinner was over, I drove him to his apartment he kissed my forehead before going inside. It felt so nice. I wanted to spend more time with him. I waved him goodbye and drove off.
When I went home my mum could tell I was so excited. I told her how it went. She said she was happy for me but I should take things slow, get to know him better. "I only want the best for you and I wouldn't want you to get hurt" "thanks mum, I'll be careful" I replied and hugged her.
The next 6 months were perfect. Richard was the best boyfriend I could ever imagine. He always made me happy and at work he was as diligent as ever. I had him promoted in a short while. He became a Director just like me. He never cared for my money and he was always buying gifts and taking me out. I didn't want it to end.
On our first year anniversary, Richard proposed to me! Unbelievable right? I was so happy, I was elated! But I had things to consider before jumping to conclusion "Richard I'm so happy but don't you think it's a bit too soon? I mean I'm still getting to know you and I'm not sure mum will be okay with me getting engaged so soon. I think I'll talk to her first" "oh come on ally, what else is there to know. Don't you love me?" he replied. just then my phone rang. I picked "hello... is this miss Benson?" "yeah it's me... who am I speaking to?" "this is Dr kayode... amity hospital, we need you to come here quickly. It's an emergency ". My heart was racing, my head was pounding. what could have happened,i wondered. "Dr what's wrong? Please tell me" he was quiet for a while then he replied. "It's your mother, come right away" and he hung up. There were tears in my eyes and my hands were shaking. Richard held me. "Ally what's wrong? What happened?" "i-i-it's m-mom... she's a-at the hospital" I choked out crying . "Oh my God, don't worry baby. She'll be fine. Let's go". My mind was racing. I was praying silently. "Please God, let her be okay... I don't wanna lose her.. she's the only family I have left....."

First episode will be dropped by 7pm today.

Alison is half American, half Nigerian. She has lived all her life in the US. However, when her father dies she is forced to come back to Nigeria where she meets her prince charming. Things are going perfectly for her in Nigeria until a chain of events change her life forever. A story of love, betrayal and deceit.

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It's quite pathetic

Weekend are so special because it gives us an opportunity to please our inner minds and indulge in extracurricular activities especially for students and the working class. A time to catch maximum fun.

I Recently read in a Friend's Facebook timeline and it says "It's like weekends are now made in China because it doesn't last long again" I laughed so hard. Funny as it may seems, it's actually true.

Below are things you are doing that's making the weekend relatively short.

1. Partying too much.

No doubt this happens to me sometimes. Going out to party(Popori) is totally fine. Live your life. But when you spend the entire following day in bed with a hangover, it should be pretty obvious where your whole weekend went.

2. Leaving everything for the last minute.

Try to move a few things up during the week so you don't have to do all your errands on Saturday and Sunday. Have you ever wondered why you spend almost the whole of Saturdays doing Laundry and cleaning the house. It's tough to get everything done over the weekend, and worse yet, you'll just end up feeling frustrated.

3. Not disconnecting from work.

Why do you still get so much concerned about the work and activities at work place. You can't have it all Don't check your work email, silence your chat, and just stop worrying about work for a couple days. No cheating!

4. Sleeping too much.


By all means, sleep a little. That's what weekends are for. But try not to overdo it, or you'll throw your whole sleep cycle off. If you don't get to sleep at the usual time on Sunday night, you'll wake up sleepy on Monday and be surprised what you actually spent your weekend doing.

5. Not taking advantage of Friday.


You may be tired after a long week, but don't forget that the weekend starts on Friday. Don't just run home and jump into bed! You don't have to go out and party or anything, but maybe dinner, a movie, hanging out with friends or something. Your weekend will feel a lot longer if you include Friday.

6. Going to the same places.


If your weekends are all the same, you're going to get bored. That doesn't mean you have to leave your city and go on long trips every weekend. You can try a new restaurant, go to another neighborhood, visit a friend you never see; just try out new things.

7. Not making plans.


It's nice to improvise, but you run the risk of spending the whole weekend waiting around in your house for something to happen. The only thing worse than too many plans is no plans at all.


8. Dumping an entire weekend into Your Favourite Series.


We all love Netflix, Game of Thrones etc and the weekend is the ideal time to catch up with all our favorite shows, but if you do daily eight-hour marathons, you're not going to have time for anything else. Na headache all of them go end in.

9. Worrying about Sunday because it's "pre-Monday".


It's quite funny this happens to most of us even me. Stop counting the hours until you have to go back to work every Sunday evening. Instead, fill your Sunday with fun plans like reading, or seeing a movie, or cooking... whatever you can do that's not sitting around feeling depressed.

10. Not having a special activity on the weekend


If you've got some kind of hobby to keep you busy, your weekends will feel a lot more valuable and relatively long.

11. Doing stuff out of obligation.


Some required plans are inevitable and unavoidable. But if you get invited to something that you really just don't want to go to... JUST. DON'T. GO. Learn how to say no if you ever want to see your weekends again.

12. Not taking time for yourself.


You have a lot of friends to hang out with, but take some time to be alone, think about things, and spend some time in quiet contemplation for a little while. It'll help you recharge your batteries. It's needful!!!

13. Already thinking about the upcoming week.


Forget about it. Stop thinking about Monday and the things you've got coming up. Just focus on the weekend! I once saw this on a Friend's WhatsApp status "I already feel I'm tired tomorrow" Lol!!! Who does that....

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