A Short Story: 'Over Your Dead Body"

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 Hello Lovelies! I am back!! Enjoy this short piece as I promise to write more. Kindly share and most especially comment. I love you all 💕💕




Ifeanyi finally takes me to see his parents, it was one of the best days of my life, looking humble, I had adorned myself with the best of the best. "You look amazing babe" Ify said. Eyes glistening, I nodded in agreement.

upon arrival, Chief Mrs Nzei took a good look at me and declared "over my dead body will you marry my son!" "over your dead body'? I enquired for clarification.

"Locate the kitchen and make me a cup of tea at least you should be good for something" she barked at me. Meekly, I kept my head low looking at how frustrated my baby was doing trying to convince his mum about me. 

"I'm sorry ma, here's the tea you requested, she snatched the mug from my already shaky hands, I watched her take two glorious sips. That should do it I thought, in a matter of days the arsenic poison will call for her organs.

Yeah! Over your dead body.




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