That was all he needed to hear until he picked the rope and terminated his life.
It was the sixth year into their relationship and marriage plannings were on the way, howbeit without his parents consent. He was the only son of the family of six girls and one boy.
His dad was a retired army officer and his mom a licenced nurse. But no one knew how he survived his first night in Enugu
It was Amaka who took him in when he missed his trip and entered a wrong route. A group of five louts had attacked him and he had run into a nearby street.
Luckily for him, Amaka was returning from a Thursday night's Karoake, so having outran those louts, she had taken him in upon hearing his sad narrative
This was five years ago. Last month he had brought her home again only for Mama to repeat the same statement, "I'd rather die than watch you marry that Igbo girl"
Everyone had pleaded with her but Mama won't hear none of it. Mama had suffered enough in the hands of the Igbos to assume all Igbos are the same; cheats and domineering lots
It was yesterday that he returned from the village which he had gone to plead Mama for the fourth time with his friends and sisters, but Mama and Papa won't change their minds.
There was a note left on his table when Amaka visited her earlier this evening. "Tell Mama I used to exist when I made my own choices".
That was it. Everyone who heard it asked if it was worth it all, but no one knew what stories the dead do go by.