She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. 

Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. 

It didn’t matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes!

But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!

Married To The Gateman

She scrunched up her face and rubbed her eyes from beneath her glasses, that s what she mostly did when she was getting a hold of her words. "But Alhaji..."

"I don t want to hear any buts, Fareeda. That's my decision and it s final, get out of my sight." The walls echoed with the tone of his finality.

"Walk like the queen you are, Mrs Gateman," Ummah said tautly and Fareeda was certain if not because of Alhaji s presence, she would have thrown this house upside down. But even after that, she wouldn t let this slide.

"Ummah, I thought I told you that I want the extra key of my key that you have? And the last time I could remember, Alhaji made it clear to both of us, we aren t allowed to meddle in each other s affairs, am I right? I'll send Nana to get the key for me, and you shouldn t make another one, please." She flashed her a tight-lipped smile and walked off to her room, calling Nana on her way that her voice resonated through the long terrace.

Chapter 7 5: B