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The reluctant vow Chapter 81
The Kareem residence buzzed with activity like a well-oiled engine running on last-minute nerves. The sprawling mansion in Ikoyi had been transformed into a hive of movement — florists arranging imported roses in tall golden vases, decorators hanging up sheer drapes with glittering accents, chefs moving in and out of the industrial-sized kitchen, and waiters rehearsing service placements. There was no room for error. Chief Kareem had made that clear.Everything had to be perfect. His son, Regan, was getting married.But Regan wasn’t downstairs with the rest of them. He was in his room — the same one he’d grown up in — standing by the window, watching the chaos unfold in the courtyard. His sharp suit was already laid out on the bed: a rich, It looked regal. Heavy. Like a crown he didn’t ask to wear.There was a knock at the door, light but deliberate.“Come in,” he called, not looking away from the window.The door creaked open, and his aunt, Aunty Dayo, stepped in. She was one of his
The reluctant vow Chapter 81
The living room at Zara’s house was warm and cozy that evening. The lights were dimmed just enough to create a soft glow, and the faint hum of a playlist filled the background — old R&B hits that brought back waves of memories from their university days. The coffee table in front of them was cluttered with opened wine bottles, half-finished cups of ice cream, empty chin-chin packs, and a large bowl of popcorn no one seemed to be eating.Kemi sat cross-legged on the floor with a throw pillow hugged to her chest, her bonnet slipping off her head as usual. Chantel was curled into the armrest of the couch in a matching silk pyjama set, her nails freshly done, face glowing effortlessly even without makeup. Zara sat in the middle, a huge hoodie drowning her slim frame. Her natural hair was tied up in a puff, and she looked like she hadn’t slept in days.It was a classic girls’ night — long overdue.“So… tell me how we got here,” Chantel sighed dramatically, swirling her wine glass and looki
The reluctant vow Chapter 80
The Tunde mansion had become a temporary festival ground.Relatives were everywhere—on couches, on stools, on rugs spread out in the living room—laughing, eating, and shouting over one another. The elders dominated the parlour with their loud, overlapping conversations about old friends, rising fuel prices, and wedding plans. Uncles told stale jokes that still earned belly laughs, and aunties exchanged knowing glances each time Zara’s name came up. The whole house felt full. Loud. Alive.Zara felt anything but.She sat by the hallway window, arms crossed, dressed in jeans and a black oversized hoodie. Even indoors, she wore dark sunglasses. The fabric of the hoodie swallowed her, and the shadows beneath her eyes told a story no one in the room had the courage to ask about.Kemi was in the center of the chaos—barefoot, eating puff puff from a paper serviette and cackling at one of Zara’s uncles who insisted he once smuggled five crates of malt into university during the 90s. Every so o
The reluctant vow Chapter 79
The boutique was every bride’s dream—ornate mirrors lining the walls, golden chandeliers casting soft light over rows of pristine gowns, and the faint scent of fresh peonies lingering in the air. It should’ve felt magical. But to Zara, it felt like a stage for a play she didn’t audition for.She stood stiffly on the raised pedestal in front of a massive tri-fold mirror, wearing a stunning mermaid-style gown with delicate lace sleeves that clung to her like a second skin. The seamstress circled her with pins clenched between her lips, making tiny adjustments here and there, humming softly to herself.But Zara wasn’t really there.Her gaze drifted over her reflection—not admiring it, just observing. She looked beautiful, yes. Elegant, even. But she felt nothing. No butterflies. No sparkle. Just a hollow ache in her chest and a quiet longing for a life that could’ve been.Kemi, sitting nearby with a mouth full of chocolate from the boutique’s complimentary tray, watched her best friend i
The reluctant vow Chapter 78
The sun had dipped low behind the trees, casting elongated shadows across the Tunde mansion. Evening crept in slowly, and with it came the kind of silence that wrapped itself tightly around the house—thick, oppressive, unwilling to be ignored.Zara had not come down since the confrontation. Her dinner tray, brought up by a housemaid hours ago, sat untouched on the nightstand. She remained curled on the rug in the corner of her room, the only source of light being the soft flicker of a bedside lamp that bathed the space in a golden, melancholic hue.Her phone buzzed.Again.And again.Kemi.She finally reached for it, her fingers trembling as she unlocked the screen. A flood of messages appeared, each more urgent than the last.Kemi:Zara please talk to me.I’m coming over.Before Zara could even respond, another message blinked into view.Kemi:Actually, I’m outside. Tell your gate man to let me in.Zara wiped her face, swiped under her eyes quickly, and made her way to the window. Su
The reluctant vow Chapter 77
The living room of the Tunde mansion was unusually quiet, despite being filled with people. A soft tension hung in the air like humidity before a storm. The curtains were drawn wide, sunlight pouring into the room, but it brought no warmth.Zara sat on the far end of the couch, her expression unreadable. Her arms were crossed over her chest, legs tucked beneath her, as though bracing for another blow. Her father, Mr. Tunde, stood near the fireplace with a stormy face. Her mother sat beside her, wringing her hands anxiously.Across from them were Regan and Chief Kareem.No one spoke for a moment.Then Mr. Tunde’s voice sliced through the silence.“Why would you do this, Regan?” His voice was cold. Controlled, but barely. “Why would you drag not just your own family name into the mud, but mine as well? After everything—everything—we’ve put into making this marriage work. After we opened our doors and agreed to this union, despite the past… this is how you repay us?”Regan lowered his he
The reluctant vow Chapter 76
Zara didn’t leave her room all day.She lay curled beneath her duvet, blinds drawn shut, the only light coming from the dull glow of her phone screen. The article was still open. She hadn’t read it again, but she didn’t need to. The headline had branded itself into her skull.She had thought she was prepared for drama. She had faced rejection, humiliation, sabotage—but this? This felt personal. Like someone had reached inside her chest and twisted the very heart she had learned to protect.A soft knock echoed at her door.“Zara,” Kemi’s voice came through. Gentle. Careful. “Can I come in?”She didn’t respond, but a moment later, the door creaked open anyway.Kemi stepped in, carrying a tray with food she knew Zara wouldn’t touch. She placed it on the table and sat at the edge of the bed.“I saw the post,” Kemi said quietly. “It’s everywhere. Blogs. Twitter. Even a TikTok edit of Imani walking at the airport like she’s in a music video.”Zara didn’t move.Kemi sighed. “She’s playing th
The reluctant vow Chapter 75
Imani sat in front of her vanity, the lights casting a cruel glow on her reflection. Her eyes, once soft and flirtatious, now burned with icy determination. She dragged a fresh coat of red lipstick across her mouth — bold, defiant, dangerous. The color of war.She had spent the night replaying every detail of Zara and Regan’s party. Every laugh, every kiss, every whisper shared between them on the dancefloor. The image looped in her mind like a tormenting reel. They looked… in love.But love was fragile. And she knew exactly where to strike.She reached for her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she stopped on one name: Mabel Ajayi. Gossip blogger. Ruthless. Hungry. Desperate for dirt. And Imani had enough dirt to bury a kingdom.She drafted the message slowly, carefully, savoring each word:“Hot tip: Regan Kareem may be engaged, but he’s about to be a father… just not with Zara. I have proof. Screenshots, audio, pregnancy test. Want it?”Send.Within seconds, Mabel replied
The reluctant vow Chapter 74
Secrets have a way of festering beneath the surface, waiting for the perfect moment to explode. Imani’s secret was no different — only hers wasn’t born from guilt, but from calculation. Ruthless, cold-blooded calculation.For weeks, she had worn the face of a woman scorned yet victorious — the ex-girlfriend carrying Regan’s child. Her timing had been flawless, her story tight, her tears convincing. The moment she told Regan she was pregnant, she spun a web so intricate that even he, the man with walls built high and pride built higher, began to doubt himself.That night — the night everything supposedly happened — was one Regan didn’t remembered all too clearly, Imani had tried to convince him.Yes, he had been drinking. The party had been loud, and the drinks had been flowing freely. But not enough to black out. Not this time. He had barely taken three glasses when she arrived uninvited, slinking into the room like smoke, wearing that same fragrance she used to drown herself in when
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