Jilted

If it had not been that she was very familiar with his indigenous name, she would have waved it off as 'mistaken identity'. But then, his figure sat firmly beside the fair thin lady in an enfolded fashion. It had to be a dream, otherwise why would the 'man of her dream's' image be printed on a wedding invitation card, announcing his marriage to someone else. She read out the names again, this time more purposefully and slowly than before, then pinched herself to make certain it was all an ugly nightmare that was sure to be over soon. To her dismay, she felt the pain  in her skin and realized it was just as real as the fried potatoes she had for breakfast. 
       George was everything she had ever hoped for. His thin narrow face in-holding sharp bulgy eyes, with small almost pointed nose underneath. His lips were slightly red and slightly pouted. To top the icing on the cake, he was tall and built. Although she wasn't exactly particular about height in men, it brought relieve that he was a contrast to the not-so-tall homo sapiens that flocked around her. Who of course were now cliché. From where she was now, she cursed the day she set her eyes on him. Stupid was what she considered herself to have been for even giving an ear to his sweet nothings. Right about then she had considered herself lucky, blessed and head over heels. What was it about him that got her spell bound?  She tried to place it. She knew for a moment that it was beyond his thoughtfulness towards her. Maybe it was the softness of the almost feminine tone with which he had reassured her that something better would come her way, when she was laid off her first job of only two weeks old. Convinced at her nonchalance, Sarah couldn't stop sulking and cursing her fate. Perhaps his bright eyes that stared directly into her guts sending pulsating emotions through her blood vessels were the conviction she had that he was the one. None of those mattered to her at the moment, she felt more angry than frustrated. Her first impulse was to pick up her phone and dial his number, maybe there was an explanation...

Written by: Joy Ngofaa

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