I never planned to fall.
Not in love. Not again.
Not after Siyabonga.
When I walked into Imbeka Secondary School on my first day of Grade 8, I had already made up my mind: no boys, no drama, no heartbreak.
I told myself I was done with childish love — and maybe even boys altogether. I believed I was a lesbian. I chose peace. I chose myself.
Then I met Snothando.
Then I met Promise.
And through them… I met him.
But this is not his story.
This is mine.
The story of the girl who laughed louder than her pain.
The one who stayed…
When love walked away.