LIVIA'S BOOKLET

 When was the last time we met anyway? Probably at the park? Small talks because I forced myself to talk to you, a little bit at least of random stories of the trees-flowers-scenery and then the ‘see you later!s’ but I knew we wouldn’t anyway And guess what? I was right, I expected some huge explosion to end it with, like a beat drop at the end because our time together was turbulent, but there was just a casual fade out So we just fell apart, not fell out, fell apart. There’s a difference. I used to be your right hand person but now I feel indifferent. I think back to the time we declared each other best friends forever and, I was thinking how much it would hurt to lose you, but now? I’m happy about how far apart we are. If I see you again, I wouldn’t jump-cry-hug you I’ll just smile and ask ‘how are you these days?’ because the past is in the past.

 It’s a must that before accepting your man's proposal, you should learn to scrutinize your man. Know his past- his ambitions, his ins and outs, get to know if he is religious or unreligious, go through his background, if you have to hire an investigator do it if you can afford paying them. The Broken pieces story from Anita should serve as a case study to everyone in their journey into marriage.. I met Leonard at the gateway mall exit in 2018. It was beginning to rain and I had shopping bags. The Bus stop was a bit far from the shop entrance and there were no ubers around We exchanged numbers and that was the beginning of our fairytale. We were madly in love with each other, to me he was Mr. Right-almost perfect. I never found faults in him while we dated. He was so gentle -calm -hard working -ambitious, a goal-getter and was mature about almost everything. He was so business minded and never played with his work. He had made investments and had a lot of side hustles. I was comfor