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Things I Would Change About Kunle
<p><em>"If you could change one thing about him, what would it be?"</em></p><p>The hotel room was beautiful. It was decorated like a thirteen year old girl's birthday party. My bridesmaids looked beautiful too, in their pink silk robes, and customised sashes. The whole thing made me feel like a little girl. </p><p>"If you could change one thing about him, what would it be?"</p><p>I didn't know what to say. I mean I did, the correct answer was <em>nothing, he's perfect</em> or something extremely cheesy, like <em>I wish we could've met earlier</em>. Something like that.</p><p>The girls moved in closer, with naughty giggles and sunny, bright smiles. It was a nice, atmosphere, warm and intimate. The huddle felt like we were about to share a big secret. I suppose we were, given the question. I still didn't have an answer for them. </p><p>So I went for part-honesty. </p><p>"There are always things you wish you could change about your partner," I said "Loving them despite that is why we are here today, girls."</p><p>It got the reaction i knew it would. Fingers clocking in agreement, and words of support. Little giggles and groaned out "God, whens"</p><p>"If you could change one thing about him, what would it be?"</p><p>The question lingered after the party. It sat in my mind through the dancing, the drinking, the rest of the games. It laid in my bed next to me as I struggled to sleep. </p><p>There truly is not one I wish I could change, but there are multiple. Multiple reasons that fire the hate in my heart for him. From his breathing down to the way he slams my head against the wall. </p><p>There are numerous things I want to change about Kunle.</p><p>I sometimes want to beat him too, I also want to slam his head on our headboard too. I also want to stand over him and watch as he bleeds over our carpet.</p><p>I want to come home late as well, with the scent of another man marking my skin. I want to wear his heart on my hand, and make him as hopeless as he made me. </p><p>Tomorrow, I'll get married to the man that hates me. I know better, at least enough to understand that it's this man that would later kill me. But what can I do? I am a woman in her forties, I'll soon die anyways. </p><p>There are a lot of things I wish I could change about Kunle. Kunle the man I hate. Kunle the man I'll marry. </p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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