Must Read: Behind The Veil

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Must Read: Behind The Veil

‘What sort of devil was this guys’ she thought to herself. He was a devil a good…good devil.

He had made her his slave and abandoned her while she was twirling like a tornado. Her heart had become a twirling tornado. She didn’t know what she was feeling and he didn’t at least leave his number for her to be able to reach him and find out what he did to her.

She had come to this party to steal a man’s heart, but seems it’s her heart that has been
stolen. It was almost like a thief getting robbed in the process of robbing someone else!

“How did it go?” asked Angela when Jennifer approached her like a zombie.

“I need a hug” she blurted.

Angela kind of understood. She didn’t question her. She just dragged her closer and wrapped her arms around her.

“He just left like that. No goodbye. No word.”

murmured Jennifer bitterly, still in Angela’s
embrace.

“It’s okay. I think I can help you get his contact.” said Angela.

Jennifer released herself from her embrace.

“Really? You can?” she asked.

“I told you his cousin is my friend.” Replied Angela.

“I will never be able to repay you if you can do this for me!” Jennifer said.

Whoever this guy is, or think he is, he definitely left a lasting impression. The type Jennifer wasn’t going to forget in a hurry.

Days soon went by and the short holiday was over. Sadiq travelled back to Kano even before
the two weeks elapsed, mostly because he was bored and Vanessa’s absence made things worst. He still couldn’t believe she was really considering transferring to a university over there and buying a house. Seems everyone is growing so fast. He had no problem with that. He was only uncomfortable with what lay ahead in the future.

His only problem with the future is the bad dreams about it he has been having repeatedly.

The dream was so constant and clearer now that he could tell it as if it was a tale or a movie he had seen.

There was smoke everywhere. The smoke was like a thick mist preventing one from seeing what was ahead. Some houses were submerged, some half destroyed with fire burning and creating more smokes. Sadiq found himself walking down the street, carrying a lady he couldn’t identify. Her hair scattered on her face making it hard to get a view. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t take the hair off her face. It was like the dream was programmed in a way that made him unable to perform some tasks. Maybe his only task was to carry her to safety. This was the dream he always had and the part that made him shiver was always when he died. The lady would suddenly disappear from his arm and he would just slump and die, just like that!
The dream had given him another perspective of life. He saw life like a prison where everyone
given birth to were instantly sentenced to death. No matter how rich or poor you are, you have already been sentenced to death and nothing in the world can change that. So just maybe he was one of the few who can see how and where they will die. The only clue he was very sure that he got from his dream was a number. Number; 25.

The number could mean anything. It could mean the age he will die or the day he would die. It could mean the house number of the girl he carried in his dream. It could mean anything, just anything.

But really do dreams come true? Should he be worried about something he isn’t even sure of! If dreams really came true won’t everyone be living in their dreams!

“Are you sure you want to partake in the horse race?” Kazim to Sadiq that weekend.
”Certainly. I have a bucket list and this is part of it.” he attested vehemently.

“But you’ve only rode on one several times.” continued Kazim. He wasn’t convinced that Sadiq was ready to ride a horse on his own not to talk of racing with it.

“Kai yaro! I will be fine. I have watched you guys race repeatedly. What’s the worse that could happen?” smiled Sadiq.

Kazim shrugged.