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Chapter 2. The text I shouldn't have sent
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2026-09-22 17:57:32I texted him on Sunday.
My thumb betrayed me. I was peeling plantain and his chat was open on my table. Joshua K. Display picture - chef coat, arms crossed, not smiling. Serious face. But I remembered that soft smile from the video call. Before my brain could stop me, I typed: Me: Hi, is this Joshua? Amara gave me your number. I'm Sandra. I threw the phone away like it burned me. Oil was popping in my pot. Two ticks turned blue immediately. He was typing. Joshua: Hi Sandra. Yes, it's me. She said you would text. How are you? How am I? I broke up with his brother six days ago and I'm texting him to ask how am: • | 5G (21 Meta Al O Me: I'm fine. Sorry for disturbing you. Joshua: No disturbance. Are you... Mark's former girlfriend? Former girlfriend. That word stung. Me: Yes. Former. Lol. Joshua: Okay. Nice to formally meet you, former girlfriend. | laughed. Then I felt guilty for laughing. I typed: "Nice meeting you too, I will leave you now. Bye." I wanted to end it there. Be a decent girl. Close the chapter. Then he sent another message that ruined my decency. Joshua: My cousin said you liked my jollof video Me: Yes. You cook very well. Joshua: Thank you. Do you cook? Me: I can boil water very well. My tea is world-class. •|| 5G (21 He sent three laughing emojis. Then a voice note. I didn't want to play it. Text is safe. Voice note is dangerous. Voice makes you imagine things. I played it. "Boil water very well? That's actually a very important skill," he said, his voice deep and soft, like he was smiling while talking. "You need to teach me. I still burn my tea." I laughed so loud my plantain almost burned. Me: I will teach you for one plate of your Sunday Rice Joshua: Deal. When are you free? When am I free? I'm free since Tuesday when I dumped his brother. Too free. Me: Most evenings. Joshua: I close from kitchen by 6. We can talk properly then. I have to run now, orders are piling. Me: Okay. Don't burn the rice. Joshua: I won't. Bye, Sandra. The way he said my name in that voice note. Not like Mark. Mark said "Sandra" like a duty. Joshua said it like he was tasting it. I put my phone down. My plantain was burnt black. That evening, Chioma came to my house and saw me smiling at my phone like a fool "You texted him!" she shouted. "Sandra! Na Mark brother! Six days ago you broke up with Mark!" "I know," I whispered. "But he didn't ask me about Mark. He just talked normal." "Normal today, tomorrow na 'I miss you' Sandra, if Mark finds out? Mark and Joshua share same family W******p group o!" My heart dropped. Same family group. Same family meetings. Same mother. "What if Amara tells Mark that I collected his number?" I asked. Chioma looked at me. "She already did." My blood froze. "What?" "Amara posted in our girls group: 'My cousin Sandra wan move from Mark Joshua, family package' - Sandra, everybody don see am!" I grabbed my phone. Hands shaking. 27 messages in the girls group. People laughing. And one new message on W******p. Not from Joshua. From Mark. Mark: So this is why you broke up with me? Because of my brother? My phone fell from my hand. At exactly 6:02 PM, Joshua texted: "I'm back. How was your day?" And I was staring at Mark's message, with burnt plantain and a family group chat laughing at me
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