One Assorted Meal | by Boluwatife Akindele

“I’ve had enough” I scream as my voice echoes in the emptiness of the room. If the walls could speak, they will yell back at me like a woman will chide her naughty child. I sink to my knees, inspite of my efforts to maintain composure, hot tears start coming. I’m not an emotional person … More One Assorted Meal | by Boluwatife Akindele

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