Chapter 22

A week later, Ifeoma and Fikayo were yet to have another confrontation about issues.

It was like they were both walking on the edge of a knife trying not to get wounded. But how do you walk on the edge of a knife and not get wounded? They were both scared to sit down and have a conversation about their issues because they didn't want it to get bigger again. But the strain that was between them was as obvious as anything, they didn't talk or joke together as before and they only went by their everyday activities.

None was ready to compromise and start the 'talk' again so they just kept on going through each day acting like everything was perfectly okay. But was it?

Ifeoma stepped out of the kitchen into the living room and sighed when she saw how her husband who just returned from work littered it with his suit jacket, shoes and socks. She had told him several times to stop undressing anyhow but he still kept on doing it.