MasukSweet brought it up over breakfast, of all places, sliding a small velvet pouch across the counter with the same nonchalance he might have used to pass her the salt.
"What's this?" Seline asked, eyeing it with immediate suspicion, memories of every previous "small gesture" that had turned out to be anything but small still fresh enough to make her wary.
"Open it and find out."
Inside was a single key, plain and unrema
Sweet brought it up over breakfast, of all places, sliding a small velvet pouch across the counter with the same nonchalance he might have used to pass her the salt."What's this?" Seline asked, eyeing it with immediate suspicion, memories of every previous "small gesture" that had turned out to be anything but small still fresh enough to make her wary."Open it and find out."Inside was a single key, plain and unremarkable, nothing like the dramatic reveal her imagination had briefly, wildly conjured in the half-second before she'd actually looked."A key," she said slowly."To here. This house." He watched her carefully, some of his usual ease dimming into something more uncertain. "I'm not saying it to be dramatic, or to rush anything. I just ...... you're here most nights anyway, Seline. You keep half your things in my closet already. I thought it might be nice i
They stayed like that a long while, the tension of the week slowly dissolving into something softer, the two of them tangled together on the couch with the lights dimmed low and the television playing to no one in particular, some old film neither of them was actually watching. Seline felt the last of Aunty Folake's voice finally quiet in her chest, replaced by something warmer, steadier — the simple, uncomplicated comfort of being exactly where she wanted to be, with someone who had spent the entire evening simply listening rather than trying to fix her."Thank you," she said softly, tracing idle patterns against his chest through the thin fabric of his shirt. "For actually listening instead of just trying to solve it, or telling me I was overreacting.""I'm learning," Sweet said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Slowly, but I'm learning. You've had a lot of patience with me these past months, teaching me how to a
It had been three weeks since the christening, and Seline still found herself replaying Aunty Folake's voice at odd moments, waiting for a bus, mixing reagents at the lab, lying awake beside Sweet at night, the words arriving uninvited in the middle of otherwise ordinary tasks. She hadn't meant to still be carrying it. She'd handled the moment well, hadn't she? Held her ground, said the right things, watched the woman retreat with less certainty than she'd arrived with. Sweet's mother had called it a triumph. Sweet himself had called her braver than half the family combined. And yet the words kept surfacing anyway, small and persistent, like a stone in a shoe she couldn't quite locate."You're doing the thing again," Sweet said, watching her from across the kitchen counter, where she'd been stirring the same cup of tea for a solid two minutes without drinking any of it."What thing?""The thing where your fa
The proposal came through Ronke, delivered in the careful, measured tone she used for things she suspected wouldn't land well. "AKZ wants to expand the campaign," she said, laptop open on the kitchen counter, Marcus hovering nearby with the particular anxious energy he'd carried more often lately. "They're impressed with the response to the shoot, and with the coverage from Seline's own interview about the lab. They'd like to bring her on as an official campaign ambassador. Paid position, not just an appearance. A real role."Seline felt something tighten in her chest immediately. "Doing what, exactly?""A few appearances alongside Sweet, some social content, maybe a short interview series about balancing career and public life," Ronke said. "It's a significant offer, financially. And reputationally, it would position you as more than just 'Sweet's girlfriend' in the public eye, someone with her own brand presence.""I already have my own thing," Seline said. "It's called my actual jo
It was a small thing at first, Lya declining a dinner invitation with a flimsy excuse, then another the following week, until Seline realized she couldn't actually remember the last time they'd properly sat down together, just the two of them, without cameras or crises or half of Sweet's family somewhere in the periphery.She showed up at Lya's flat unannounced on a Saturday afternoon, armed with suya from their favorite spot as a peace offering, and found her friend curled on the couch in old clothes, television playing to no one in particular."You've been avoiding me," Seline said, settling onto the couch without waiting for an invitation."I haven't been avoiding you," Lya said, not quite meeting her eyes. "I've just been busy.""Lya. It's me. Try again."Lya was quiet for a long moment, picking at a loose thread on the couch cushion before finally sighing. "Fine. Maybe a little avoiding. It's stupid, honestly. I don't even really know how to explain it without sounding petty.""T
The occasion was a christening; Sweet's cousin's newborn, hosted in the sprawling garden of an uncle's house in Lekki, the kind of extended-family gathering Sweet had apparently been dodging for years with a combination of tour schedules and vague excuses."I can't dodge this one," he told Seline the week before, with visible resignation. "My mother's already told everyone I'm bringing you. If I show up alone now, it'll look like something's wrong between us, and then I'll spend the whole party fielding worried questions instead of enjoying it.""So instead I get to field the questions.""I'll be right beside you the whole time," he promised. "Fair warning, though, my father's side of the family runs a little more traditional than my mother's. Some of them still haven't fully caught up to the idea that I'm serious about anyone at all, let alone anyone specific."The garden was beautiful, strung with white lights and pastel decorations, dozens of relatives Seline had never met circling
He paced from one end of his room to the other, why couldn’t he find his wristwatch? He has checked everywhere and can’t seem to find it. He decided to go with the Rolex watch he got two months ago that has been lying in the watch storage because it wasn’t his style, but he had no option but to go
It has been two weeks since her first event ushering experience and she was already getting used to the job. Now preparing for her third event which is her last ushering job with Mr Charles as her supervisor, she couldn’t contain her excitement because she was tired of watching him treated her and
He looked at himself once again at the rearview mirror once again; his eyes were bloodshot red, he was literally high and he knew it, but it was his only solution to giving a good performance.The paparazzi has already crowded his car so he needed to put on sunshades and pull up his hoodie and wit
Seline! Seline!! Seline!!!She jerked up from the bed at the sound of her morning alarm (her mother’s voice) frowning at the reality of her life, it was just 5 am for heaven’s sake, but She has got to get her younger siblings ready for school and prepare to face what the day has for her.“Kachi com







