Initially, Mercy did not think Desmond would take any notice of her. At 17, she had acne all over her face and she was a plain Jane.
Desmond was every girl’s dream. He was handsome and stood at 5 ft9. He was the captain of the school’s basketball team and his parents were said to be the wealthiest in the neighbourhood.
But he had a weakness-he was a womaniser. Although his mother would usually caution him about keeping so many girlfriends, she also saw it as a sign of harmless youthful exuberance. She did not think there was any harm done by her flirting son.
Mercy was the exact opposite. Her parents were civil servants, who were recently transferred from another state to their current location. Their salary, though was enough to feed and take care of the basic necessities in the house, they could not afford some luxuries. She had been taught to be content with what her parents could afford and not envy the rich. She would not spend money unless the item was necessary and deserving of such expense.
