HOT PEPPER SOUP
You know hot pepper soup, the type that makes you want to strip, the type that makes your tongue go up in flames literally. Yes, that one! I was in this pepper soup. I had just finished my exams and I was super excited, the semester had been stressful, I had lost weight, I looked like a hot mess, I really just needed a touch of home. I packed my bags, I was heading back home but not straight to my father's house. No, I wanted to be pampered not caged immediately, I was going to stay the weekend with the LOML before I got home. This was risky business, dad was almost always in Warri, but I didn't care, love they say is blind but mine was blind and was bound to land me in trouble. I suspected Loml was having an affair, so he spent the entire weekend proving to me how much he loved me, I foolishly believed him. I was high on cheap love. Even though he stepped out a couple of times to answer "strange" calls and I saw a female underwear that wasn't mine in t