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Chapter 2: Chapter 2

I could not read anymore, I place the papers down, and covered my eyes with my palm.

It has been more than a month since I last saw Mason,  he must hate me now, I wish  I could call him, I checked my side, thinking I came with a bag, I am still used to carrying my things about, but then, I remembered, I had to submit my phone at the counter, I have been arrested, because of my affair with Mason, I needed to reach him.

I am sure I am confusing you with my back and forth talk.

Let me take it from the top, I need to tell you about myself, so that you will understand me better.

I don't want you reading and judging me, if you get to know me, you will probably agree with me that is did nothing wrong.

Everybody needs love in their life, I needed love too, and I found it in a boy I am older than, and it means absolutely nothing to me.

My name is Barbara Badminton, I am a white lady of 27years old, I was born and bred in the United kingdom, Nortingharm to be precise, my father is one of the ministers in the state and he is well known, but I always end up disgracing him. I am coming to that.

I have three brothers I am the only daughter, but  I always end up in one problem or the other.

I get into trouble a lot, but there is something I love doing and I do it well, I love to teach and I love to have good sex.

I know I sound crazy, but that is the truth about me.

My life is a wreck, I was abused by my uncle Brady when I was only 11, the man fucked the hell out of me and destroyed my life, when my parents found out about the abuse I was far gone.( Anyways, that is a story for another time).

I had multiple cases and I was constantly arrested for them, my parents wanted to put me in a home, I escaped and to cut the long story short, I came down to Africa and now I am sitting in the court about to get my sentence. Will my parents come down to help me, I am not so sure.

But how did I meet Mason?

When I came down to Africa, I found myself a British school (prince and princess international schools) and so I decided to start teaching, they were very happy to have me, I guess all Africans are always happy to have the whites with them, they never get tired of being seen as second class, they are always ready to do anything for the white skinned. I applied and without asking so much questions, I was employed, I immediately started teaching and the students loved me, the parents were not left out as they too showed love and care towards me, I started feeling like a goddess, but I never let it get to my head, I know where I am coming from, I know the life I left behind, I didn't want my past life to get back to me, so I decided to try and live a better life.

Feeling like a goddess have always been a part of me, and people will always look at me with so much respect in their eyes, but at home, I was going through hell in the hands of my uncle.

In Africa no one actually knew me, I did not go by the name Badminton anymore, I changed my name, and since the school did not bother about asking me for certificates, I was glad, that they were fine, with just the CV they have with them.

I didn't wanty surname to ring any bells, so I usually just go by my first name.

For once I felt loved and wanted in the school, I didn't want to ruin it, I never planned to ruin it, I wanted my parents to see that I could do great things on my own, without their help and without their name, but meeting Mason changed everything.

I fell in love with him and he changed my life.


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