When I woke up that morning, he was already gone. I hurriedly got ready so I could meet him. Luckily, I arrived early; students had not yet filled the compound, so I went into our classroom to wait. What I saw there will haunt me forever. Martha and the Devil were kissing.
"What?" I screamed, and they broke apart.
"Hi, Esther," Martha said, blinking shyly. The Devil only smiled.
"Cupcake," he murmured.
Anger flared through me: rage and a pain I could not name. I left them both without another word and ran to the old lab. It was unused, so nobody would find me there.
I cried until I lost track of time. I lost the strength to go back. Mostly, I could not face him.
"Who do we have here?" I heard Chike’s voice. They were getting ready for their WAEC exams. Yes, I had forgotten to say, I
