Poverty

Continuing, she said, "I am inviting you to Limbe next week, that is, you are going to spend the weekend with me, we could introduce ourselves better, cook delicious and tasty meals and eat them up, it would really be fun, I promise you that. What say you about that will you honor my invitation?" she inquired.

This was the best day of my life, am not sure if I could possibly explain the joy that bubbled within me to anyone, but yes, I was happy.

I felt like I was chosen by the gods because they were so many girls out there, some more beautiful than I am, and others even popular and wealthy than I.

It just had to do with grace, the grace that was on me was incomprehensible, it made me wonder whether I dreaming or not.

I looked at Nicholas's eyes, searching his big bright eyes for answers, at first I thought he had planned this all out, but now I know he hadn't, if not his mother would not have emphasized that much.