**ISADORA(SEASON1)**

Episode 3
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Isadora’s side of the story continues
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We got to Enugu city later that evening and after
his last passenger dropped, Obiora took me to his
house, a neatly furnished one bedroom self
contained apartment.
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‘’this is where I manage for now. Please feel free
here’’ he breathed pleasantly as he led me into the
room, making me feel very much relaxed. Yes at
first I was a little nervous following him to his
house but his behavior and calmness made me
feel relaxed. I looked up at him with great
gratitude.
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‘’Thanks so much for helping me. I never expected
this kind of help from a guy’’ I muttered pleasantly
while he blushed.
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‘’I’m going out to buy food from the woman down
the street. You can use the opportunity to bath and
change your clothes. There is water in the
bathroom’’ he added, smiled and left the room
while I softly sat down on the bed and cried for a
while.
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No one had shown me such kindness before and I
prayed for him not have any ulterior motive. Slowly
I got hold of my emotions, took my bath and
freshened up before he returned with the food he
bought.
Together we ate like young lovers or should I say
siblings. He cracked lots of jokes that made me
feel totally at home but unknown to me he was
only trying to work his way to my pant and it
wasn’t long before I discovered the reason behind
his kindness.
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Not soon after we settled down to sleep, he began
touching me. Yes of course I had opted to sleep on
the floor which I was very much used to but he
objected, begging me to sleep on the bed. I
hesitantly accepted and had barely settled down
before he softly began touching and caressing me,
totally unsettling me.
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It really was one of the most difficult moments of
my life. I was under his roof in a strange city. The
last thing I wanted was upsetting him and I also
couldn’t afford giving myself to him. I only saw
him as a friend, as an angel sent to save me.
Moreover it was too early to develop sexual
feelings for him. I battled with myself as I tried to
figure out the most appropriate way to stop his
action. Tears slowly filled up my eyes.
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Perhaps pushed by my silence, he slowly reached
for my brea.sts, slowly reaching for the nearest
one like a snake. I couldn’t take it anymore and
gently pushed his hand away. He reached forward
again and I dodged his hand. He tried over and
over and I objected, getting him pissed off. He
sighed, jumped out of the bed and switched on the
light.
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‘’my dear why can’t you allow me?’’ he asked
curiously, a frown showing on his face.
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‘’because I don’t love you yet. We just met today. I
hardly know you’’ I breathed softly, praying for him
to understand. He scoffed with disbelief.
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‘’seriously?’’ he asked.
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‘’yes please. I beg you in the name of God, just let
me be tonight. I will leave your house early
tomorrow. I’m grateful for all you did for me
today’’ I begged, sitting up at the same time.
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‘’we barely know each other right?, but I assisted
you, I brought you to my house. I gave you food. I
saved you from being embarrassed and humiliated
at the motor park. Come on’’ he urged, drew close
and sat beside me. I shook my head and stood up.
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‘I’m sorry but I can’t sleep with you. It’s not
right’’ I begged.
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‘’is there anything I can do to change your mind?,
I’m a guy. I have needs’’ he pleaded.
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‘’nothing you can do. Please let me tonight’’ I
begged.
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‘’very well then you will have to leave my house
now’’ he hissed, shocking me with his words.
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‘’This night?’’ I asked with great fear.
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‘’Yes, I can’t sleep in the same room with you and
not do anything. I just can’t’’ he murmured,
looking down.
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‘’but Sleep with me and have the chance of a
relationship plus a roof over your head or you can
leave now and most definitely get raped by street
boys who will discard you after the act, which do
you prefer?’’ he asked, looking up to meet my
gaze. I swallowed hard as I bit my lips. Yes I was
desperate to leave home at all cost but I never
thought or bargained of something like this. It
never came to my mind. I was totally troubled and
indecisive. Moreover I was a virgin and couldn’t
just give out my virginity in a platter. It was
something I had to give out with love, pure love
and willingness.
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Val’s side of the story continues from the same
evening
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I returned home after a very fruitless search of my
Cinderella to meet my fiancée Jane and my mother
waiting for me in the sitting room. I couldn’t look
any of them in the eye. I kind of felt embarrassed
over the fruitless journey I just had.
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‘’where went you Val and why haven’t you been
picking your calls?, don’t tell me you are trying to
avoid Jane or getting cold feet all of a sudden?’’
mum asked while I forced out a smile.
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‘’I’m so sorry mum, I’m so sorry Jane. It’s just
my new book. My head is just not there anymore’’
I lied.
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‘’then you have to take a break. You are self
employed and so you can take a break anytime
you want’’ Jane quickly chipped in, standing and
walking up to me. I smiled and hugged her. There
wasn’t any doubt she loved me and yes I kind of
felt very guilty over abandoning everything in
search of a village girl I knew nothing about.
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However no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t
get back to my old self and my performance In bed
that same night was so dull and poor that Jane
easily noticed.
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‘’my love you are really not yourself. Just look at
your performance. You weren’t just into it. You
used to share everything with me before I travelled
and I know this isn’t because of the new book you
are writing. I was there when the last one was
published and you were never like this. Are you in
some kind of trouble or are you tired of me?’’ she
asked with fear like a woman in love and I kind of
felt bad over the direction my mind was heading.
The last thing I wanted was breaking her noble
heart but with the way my mind was running I
wasn’t even sure of myself.
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‘’this isn’t right’’ I breathed to myself over and
over.
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To be continued