“Why don’t you like me?” I asked Nafisa sadly, moving closer instead. Her eyes widened, and she asked in surprise. “Is that what you think? That I don’t like you?” Her response confused me. She had …
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Rama drew my attention away from the mirror. “One of the boys will bring your luggage soon, and then you can refresh yourself in the bathroom and get some re—” She paused as if she just …
I was excited about my new life. My mother and aunt had told me how enjoyable marriage was going to be and I was looking forward to it. It was nice to ride in a private …
I was eleven years old when I met my husband. He was thirty-seven years old, and I was going to be his third wife and the youngest he had ever selected for a wife. That made …
Written by Nobuhle . N Nyoni She picked up the phone and typed, ‘Hi Mandla. I am sorry for ignoring you. The past few days have been emotionally draining for me. I went in for my …
Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 4 Friday after school, Ropa arrived at Sphe’s house with her mother. Their mothers talked in the lounge over some wine for over an hour. Sphe was surprised her mother was …
Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 3 “Hi Sphe, how are you today?” Dr. T asked. “I am angry. Remember the part in my letter when I said I wasn’t sure of how much my father loved …
“Cela m’a vraiment manqué” (I have missed this so much), Jean whispered against my lips when he broke off the kiss. “I have missed watching you come apart in my arms.” His gaze was intent as …
Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 2 “Okay, maybe she doesn’t hate me for running away on Saturday. Or she wants to break up with me before we get to school? Oh boy.” She strolled towards her …
Written by Nobuhle Nyoni PART 1 Siphesihle didn’t know what to do or say. Ropa anxiously sat beside her friend, wondering if she had just ruined their relationship. “Do you mind if I go home?” Sphe …