Captivating

Dear June,You have only just begun,Yet already you shine like the morning sun.Three days old, with stories still untold,Carrying promises worth more than gold.You arrive with memories sweet and dear,Marking the middle of another year.A month of birthdays, laughter, and cheer,Celebrating loved ones we hold so near.My mother’s smile finds a place in your days,My parents’ love still inspires in…

The sun had not yet crested the horizon when the front door clicked shut. On the sofa, George bolted upright, his neck stiff from the awkward angle of the cushions. He had spent the night in the living room, a silent white flag of surrender that Seun had clearly ignored. He rushed to the window, pulling the curtain back just in time to see the taillights of Seun’s car disappear past the gate.She…

We’re already nearing the end of May, and honestly, I’m not sure how we got here so quickly. It feels like just yesterday we were welcoming the month, making plans, setting goals, and telling ourselves all the things we hoped to achieve before May came to an end. Yet here we are ohh. Some people are ending the month with gratitude because things worked out exactly as they hoped. Others are…

Morning light fell gently across the marble floors of the mansion, but nothing about the house felt gentle anymore. The air was heavy. Still. Watching. Two police vehicles stood outside the gate. Inside, Olanma sat upright in the living room, composed in a way that unsettled the officers standing before her. “Madam,” one of them began, notebook in hand, “Have you heard from your son, Ikenna,…

The party was in full swing. Lights glittered over the grand hall, music thumping, laughter echoing. Ikenna moved through the crowd with a practiced smile, putting on the façade of a perfect host. Every glance he threw at his brother, Ebube, tightened the storm coiling in his chest. Earlier, he had met with his father, Chief Obinna, about the party. His father wouldn’t be in town—he had a…

One week passed. Nothing happened. No shouting.No punishment.No confrontation. Ebube moved around the house freely. He went to work. Came back. Ate at the table. Watched television. Went to parties. Like nothing had happened. Like Amaka did not exist. Like the word Ikenna had shouted that night had been swallowed by the walls. Ikenna watched. And something inside him began to…

Are you excited about this month? Cos I am. Welcome to a new month. I pray it brings amazing things for you. Yes, I also came to share pictures with you. 😊😊 I took some pictures after church and made a YouTube video. You should see it. Link here: https://youtu.be/1DIZu1Ab8VM?si=XSGmQI9TYuyK0jpE It’s giving boss lady, right? 😊 Love this one😊😊 Peek-a-boo or how do the kids say it? 😀😀😀 Love…

A Week Later….. The gate opened and Ikenna drove in. Ebube’s car was already parked. He stepped out, shut the door a little harder than necessary, and walked into the house. The television was on in the living room. Ogechi sat upright on the couch. Ebube lounged carelessly, scrolling through his phone. Neither of them expected what walked in. “Ikenna,” Ogechi called, her voice polite as…

No response. “Jacinta?” “There’s no need for that. He has his own issues”, she replied, avoiding his eyes. “JayCee, there’s something you’re not telling me. What is it?” “I went to see him….”, she began. “And?” “……he said he would help….” He laughed. “I knew it. I trust my friend.” “…….if I slept with him.” “What?! He told you that? ” She nodded. “He’s been disturbing me for a long time…

(Kirikiri Prison) “Madam, you cannot see him, it’s not allowed. Go back home. When your husband is through with his sentence here, he’ll leave”, one of the warders told her unruly. Jacinta couldn’t understand why they wouldn’t let her see him. How could she go home again without seeing him? All her pleas fell on deaf ears. They ignored her and continued playing their chess game. She knew what…

Ikenna stared at his phone long after the call ended. I know what happened to Amaka. The words did not sound real. They rang in his ears like metal. He excused himself from the meeting without explanation, grabbed his keys, and stepped out of the office with a pace that made his secretary call after him. He did not answer. He dialed the number back. It rang. And rang. His heart began to…

Several days passed. Amaka had become a shadow of herself. She did not answer calls. She did not sit in the living room again. She stayed in her room all day. Sometimes on the chair.Sometimes on the floor.Sometimes staring at nothing for hours. Ikenna had started calling her friends. “Have you spoken to Amaka recently?” “No.” She didn’t have lots of friends and they all had tried to…

If there is another thing my mother can do so well, it is business. She always told me that nobody should ever sit idle, especially a woman. She believed it was important to earn your own money and consistently add value to yourself. She told me about businesses she started as a new wife and well into the late stages of pregnancy (carrying me in her womb, of course). She had to stop some of them…

For a long time, women were believed to be needed only for warmth in bed, rearing children, cooking and could only have small jobs like farming and going to the markets. Many still believe that women are meant to be seen, not heard. Over and over again, we have seen women rise above these societal limits, succeeding in careers formerly attributed to male counterparts alone. Women have been doing…

“Hello? Seun said into the receiver. “Yes, I am…. What? Where is she? Why is she here? Okay, send her in.” Why is Dami here? Is something wrong? Did something happen to her? She became increasingly worried for her niece. She got up from her chair, pacing, like she did whenever she was worried or angry. There was a soft knock on the door and it opened. Dami entered, followed closely behind by…