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What They Don’t Tell YouWhat they don’t tell us about love is this:Sometimes, we hide how we feel, not because we don’t ...
18/06/2025

What They Don’t Tell You

What they don’t tell us about love is this:
Sometimes, we hide how we feel, not because we don’t care—but because we care too much.
And when something feels too big to control, we’d rather walk away from it than get broken by it.

But hiding doesn’t make the feelings go away.
It only makes the heart louder inside.

Later That Night

Mariama sat on her bed, hugging her knees. Her phone buzzed. A message.

Khalid: “I miss our walks. I miss the way you used to look at me like I mattered. If I did something wrong, tell me. But don’t push me away without reason. I’m here. And I mean it.”

She stared at the message for a long time.
No smile. No tears. Just a deep, slow breath.

Then she typed back.

Mariama: “I’m scared. But I miss you too.”

To be continued...
Next Episode: “When Hearts Speak the Truth”

Khalid's ConfusionHe sat alone under the mango tree near the football field, thinking hard.Did I do something wrong?Was ...
18/06/2025

Khalid's Confusion

He sat alone under the mango tree near the football field, thinking hard.

Did I do something wrong?
Was I too fast? Was I too soft?
He replayed every word they’d shared. Every smile. Every silence.

It didn’t make sense.
One week ago, she looked at him like he was her favorite song. Now, she looked past him like he was part of the wall.

He picked up a stone and threw it across the field.

“I hate this,” he mumbled.

But the truth was, he didn’t hate her.
He just hated not knowing.

Zainab, the Middle-Woman

Zainab was not the type to mind her business.

So when she saw Khalid sitting alone after school, she walked right up to him.

"You look like somebody just stole your lunch,” she said, arms crossed.

Khalid looked up. “Why’s your cousin acting strange?”

Zainab raised an eyebrow. “Maybe because she likes you too much.”

He blinked. “What?”

“She’s scared. You make her feel something real, and it’s confusing.”

Khalid sat quiet for a moment. Then he smiled.

“So… she cares?”

Zainab shook her head. “Boys. Always slow. Yes, she cares. But she needs you to show you’re serious.”

Episode 4 – “Feelings We Try to Hide”Love doesn’t always knock. Sometimes it just walks in and sits down without permiss...
18/06/2025

Episode 4 – “Feelings We Try to Hide”

Love doesn’t always knock. Sometimes it just walks in and sits down without permission.

That’s how it was with Khalid and Mariama.
They didn’t say it out loud. No one said, “I like you.” But it was there—in the silence, in the way their eyes met, in the way their steps matched when they walked.

But feelings are funny. The more real they get, the more afraid we become.

The Distance Begins

After their last walk together, Mariama started avoiding the shop.
She still thought about Khalid. She still wrote his name, still remembered the way he said, “If this is playing, then it feels real.”

But she also started thinking:
What if this ends? What if he changes? What if I’m the only one feeling this much?

So, she did what most people do when love starts feeling too big—she pulled away.

Khalid noticed.
She didn’t greet him like before. She passed him in the hallway at school with a quick nod, no smile. And when he waited outside her class after school, she slipped away through the back gate.

amen
15/06/2025

amen

amen 🙏
15/06/2025

amen 🙏

Episode 3 – “Mixed Signals”The rain had stopped, but the air was still heavy. The kind of air that makes your chest feel...
05/06/2025

Episode 3 – “Mixed Signals”

The rain had stopped, but the air was still heavy. The kind of air that makes your chest feel tight, like it's holding a story that won’t come out easily.

Mariama sat on her porch, notebook in hand. She had written his name four times now—Khalid. Then she crossed it out and replaced it with “K.” Less dangerous. Less obvious.

Her cousin Zainab sat beside her, chewing roasted groundnuts, eyeing her suspiciously.

"You dey write that boy in name again?" Zainab asked, raising her brow.

Mariama quickly covered the page. "No, just lyrics."

"Lyrics for who? Us or him?"

Mariama sighed. "I just like writing. It’s not that serious."

But it was. Because ever since the walk home that day, things felt... strange. Good-strange. The kind you pretend you don’t notice, but you feel it in your stomach. Like butterflies, or hunger for something you don’t know how to ask for.

At school, Khalid had started acting different too. Sometimes he smiled longer. Other times, he looked away fast, like he was afraid to let his eyes say too much.

He’d walk by her class and pretend not to look. But Mariama caught him—his quick glances, the way he slowed his steps when she laughed too loud.

One afternoon, their teacher asked them to pair up for a history project. Mariama had planned to sit with Zainab. But before she could move, Khalid stood beside her table.

"Can I sit here?" he asked, voice soft.

Zainab gave her a look and shifted to another chair. “Well well,” she whispered, smirking.

As they worked on the project, Khalid barely spoke at first. He tapped his pen on the desk, staring at the paper, pretending to focus. Mariama waited, heart pounding, pretending too.

Then he spoke.

“Do you like stories?”

“Depends,” she said, without looking at him. “Happy ones or sad ones?”

“I like the kind that feels real,” he said. “Even if it ends bad.”

Mariama looked up. Their eyes met again. That same quiet, heavy feeling between them.

Episode to continue

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