"I'm never wrong" "True", a voice said behind me. I turned and saw Masen standing there. Ekwensu romancia maami water. I can't waste my drink on this idiot. Although I'd love to pour it in his face. "Now before you pour that drink in my face", he said as if reading my thoughts, "I'm sorry." "Like I'd waste good wine on you." "Oh. Oh that's cold", he said placing a hand on his chest where his heart should be. "But I get it. I mean it is my fault you are the way you are now." "Goodbye", I said and turned to walk away before his voice stopped me. "Wait. You hate me and I can understand that. But you hated me before and we still became friends. It would suck if that was lost forever. Is it? Have I really lost you forever?" Then my conscience and I started having a mental war in my head. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× The story of a Nigerian girl that went to the overseas. My Nigerian people know what I mean.