Here's another excerpt from the fictional series 'Desperate Dreamer'. If you haven't been following, you can check older posts. I kept it short on purpose. I'd like to hear your predictions on where you think the story is going.
Two years had flown past, and Nkili was still living with Osita. She still cooked his meals, cleaned the house and stayed at home. Osita still worked long hours, and was still driven by his arduous desire to become a father. He was so desperate that he insisted they both go for check ups to make sure there were no fertility problems. The doctor assured them they were fine but Nkili was still not pregnant. It bothered Osita so much. Some nights he came home after working sixteen hours and he couldn’t sleep. As far as he knew Nkili was not using contraceptives. He checked thoroughly and there was nothing to suggest she did so. But why was she not pregnant? When would he have children of his own? Would it ever happen? Now he was over fifty, would he have children in time to watch them grow? The pain of childlessness seared him night and day. It became increasingly hard to love his wife in the face of such unbearable pain. Not only that, she clearly did not love him. On rare occasions she treated him like her husband: looked him in the eye lovingly; cuddled him; spoke kind, soft words to him. Other times he was no more than a flatmate. She talked to him like an inanimate object; quit the bed when he came back from work. He nursed a strong suspicion that Nkili was cheating on him. His life was an unfolding nightmare, and he felt so helpless.