Zain's choice ✔️

33: Marmie's predicament!

Zain's POV

This is my third boring day on earth. I am going crazy living in my lonesome.

I realize I don't have a favorite tv program, series or leisure seeking preferences! I realize that all the games I love playing are currently too complicated for my simple mind.

I have no idea this is how all those dumb people feel until now. How could it feel to be so simple minded everyday of your life? It's so hard!

I thought they live simple lives! Now I know their lives are also difficult. So nothing is easy in this life!

I have switched off my phones and I refuse to see the press or any one from my company. I am not going to subject myself to another embarrassment.

So I guess I am finally being a coward.

Marmie's presence is very comforting but there is only so much we can speak about. Plus Marmie seems really distracted. When I ask her what is wrong, she tells me she is only thinking of my problem and how she can help me.

Not that she isn't worried about me, but I am certain that's not all there is to it.

So it is time for Marmie to leave. And she packs all her things and she appears woefully on edge.

"Marmie you need to tell me if something is wrong" I implore of her.

Marmie smiles forcefully. "Nothing is wrong Zain. You are worrying too much. Please take care of yourself okay?" She pleads with me.

I can tell that's not all of it but there is nothing I can do about it is there?

Marmie leaves for the airport because I am afraid the press with not allow me to waltz freely around town today.

Anyways, I have never truly claimed America as my own country except for business purposes.

Getting a citizenship doesn't mean I am a true American.

I was one of those silly Nigerians who had hoped to contribute a little into bringing honor to their country.

So even though I don't have any businesses in Nigeria, I convinced Moha that investing in Africa is a good bet. Thankfully, Moha has such designs as well and he didn't object.

So I created a working force for my security company in Nigeria as a test run. Of all my businesses, my security company is the one company in which I am solely responsible. It is part of my company which thrives underneath not just my leadership skills but also, my intelligence and wit.

And because of it, I am not only famed, I am also respected and admired in my field.

But now I don't know how to explain my situation.

I sense that the company will fail if I continue to hold unto it. I have grown my security company all over the world and it accounts for forty percent of my total net income.

Yet, I have to let it go.

The more I think about it, the more of a headache I get. The worse it all seems.

So Moha comes to see me. I allow him inside and we stare at each other for a few minutes in which his sharp eyes looks demandingly questioning. I hate my cowardly traits of late. Cox I can't stare at him for too long without feeling dread. My heart tells me it cannot take the torment. I am too anxious, too afraid he would...what?