ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE

I don't know what to make of the situation, Darke is texting my phone like crazy and as much as l want to be angry with him, what if something bad happened and my stubborn self can't see past his mistakes

The last time he texted me this much was to tell me that our grandmother was rushed to the hospital. I was on a date with my then boyfriend and l had put my phone on silent. At the end of the date, l couldn't stop gushing about how infatuated l was about the guy, the last thing on my mind was checking my phone

When he dropped me off in my dorm room, that's when l took out my phone from my handbag, excited to tell Darke all that had happened only to find a lot of missed calls from him. I called him back immediately but l was too late, she was already gone