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The reluctant vow Chapter 86
The church was alive with movement before Zara even arrived.Outside the grand double doors, a sea of people bustled with anticipation. Influencers, bloggers, and local media had already claimed their positions, their cameras and phones trained on every arriving vehicle. Tripods were stationed, ring lights adjusted. Microphones peeked out from glossy lips ready to narrate. Photographers snapped shots of every expensive shoe, every glittering head tie, every moment that hinted at luxury.This wasn’t just a wedding.It was an event.One that the internet would dissect, filter, and repost a hundred times before the reception even began.Then came the signal.A hush swept through the crowd as a black luxury sedan pulled up directly before the entrance. Security stepped forward, clearing the path with urgency. The organ inside swelled louder. All heads turned.Zara had arrived.The car door opened slowly.For a moment, the world outside paused.Then Zara stepped out.And the silence shatte
The reluctant vow Chapter 85
The room buzzed with quiet activity.Brushes tapped against palettes. Hangers clinked as stylists rearranged gowns and veils. The scent of heated styling tools mixed with the powdery fragrance of finishing spray. Zara sat in the center of it all, her silk robe slightly askew, lips pressed in a thin line.She barely moved as the makeup artist applied concealer in soft, practiced strokes, her touch featherlight. A hairstylist tugged gently at her wig cap, laying edges with the precision of a sculptor. One stylist steamed the hem of her bridal gown while another organized her accessories on a velvet tray.Through it all, Kemi and Chantel sat close on either side of the bed, trying — and mostly failing — to lift her spirit.“Omo, these people carry this wedding like it’s the Met Gala,” Kemi murmured, side-eyeing the hairstylist working behind Zara.Chantel popped open a can of malt. “If she comes out looking like one of those bridal cartoons with gold highlighter on her forehead, I’m riot
The reluctant vow Chapter 84
The morning sun rose with quiet reluctance, casting soft gold light through the sheer curtains of Zara’s room. The scent of freshly ironed lace and light citrus oils lingered faintly in the air — signs that preparations had started long before dawn.Zara sat at the edge of her bed, her silk robe drawn tightly around her body. Her eyes were open but unfocused, staring at nothing in particular. The house around her buzzed with life — hurried footsteps, the clatter of cutlery in the kitchen, voices calling across rooms — but inside her, there was only stillness. She hadn’t said a word since she woke up.Her phone lay beside her, screen dark, notifications ignored. She had no interest in the world beyond these walls. Not today.A soft knock came, and then her mother stepped in, already dressed in a rich champagne-colored lace blouse and wrapper, her gele tied to perfection. She paused when she saw her daughter’s still figure on the bed.“You haven’t said good morning,” Mrs. Tunde said gen
The reluctant vow Chapter 83
The house was cloaked in silence, the kind that only came after a long, chaotic day. Most of the lights had been dimmed. Outside, the night was thick and still, broken only by the faint chirping of crickets and the soft hum of the air conditioning units.Regan’s mother moved through the familiar hallway quietly, her fingers grazing the smooth walls as if reacquainting herself with memories she’d long buried. Everything looked the same, yet nothing felt like it used to.She stopped just outside the private lounge at the end of the corridor — the one space in the house that had always been his. She didn’t knock.Inside, Chief Kareem sat alone, a glass of whiskey in hand, the bottle already half-empty on the side table. He didn’t look up when she entered, but he didn’t need to. He knew it was her.“You still drink the same brand,” Amira said quietly.He took a slow sip. “Some things don’t change.”“No,” she agreed, “some just rot quietly.”A bitter chuckle escaped his lips. “I see time h
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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
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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
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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
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