Sewa said nothing, she had hurt him and her words had destroyed her sweet Lanre into something else.

She forced a smile onto her face, "It's fine, let's go," She said to him not having enough courage to speak. She hurt him and now she was hurt too, she didn't have the right to feel hurt, does she? She asked herself.

She followed him into the room he referred to be her room. She looked at the colour of the room; it was painted with cream and brown and a touch of peach in the middle.

It wasn't as big as Lanre's room but it was good. A bed was...