Oluwatosin🌸

Creative Writer | Story teller For Brands & Social Media 🌸

[Oluwatosin🌸 @tohrahwrites]

but happy.

He helped me sit up and moved closer.
I leaned in.
Our lips brushed…
but then,
I remembered the child of whom I am and slipped back to bed.😩

[Oluwatosin🌸 @tohrahwrites]

You know I like you, right?

That message popped up on my phone the next morning while I was getting ready for the gym.
After the beating of my life the night before, I figured I should start going… just in case she comes for me again. 😂😩

[Oluwatosin🌸 @tohrahwrites]

“Ruth… I’m so sorry,” he whispered.
“I’d been sedated”…

“It’s alright. Please go home to her. I’m scared you’re here. Please,”

He held my hand and looked into my eyes. “I’ll stay until you’re okay.”

My heart melted.
Scared…

[Oluwatosin🌸 @tohrahwrites]

Because that woman really did me dirty,
and I’ll ensure her husband gets my wig replaced.
And maybe… I might hire bodyguards too.😩
Pray for me, guys.🥹🥹

To be continued….

[Oluwatosin🌸 @tohrahwrites]

My boss’s wife pulled my wig and flung it straight into the flood.

“I’ll teach this Gen Z thing a lesson!”
That was what I heard from behind as I walked home from work late one rainy evening.
I laughed quietly to myself…
shaking my head.

[Oluwatosin🌸 @tohrahwrites]

He replied,
“Are you okay?”
I turned off my phone immediately.
Responding was a dangerous thing to do. 😭

Now, I’m just here…
recovering from my WWE match.

But one thing’s for sure...
on Monday, we’re having this conversation.