Ronald….
As I entered the room, my eyes fell on Tola, and a shock wave washed over me. I had seen her before, but I couldn't comprehend why she was in my house. Memories of our shared history flooded my mind, a history I had desperately tried to bury and forget. It was a place I didn't want to revisit for fear that it would reopen old wounds and shatter the fragile peace we had managed to find. Going back there could destroy us both, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing the one person who truly mattered to me, Dee.
Tola and I had a complicated past filled with love, betrayal, and heartache. We had once been inseparable, bound together by a deep friendship and an unbreakable connection. But circumstances had driven us apart, leading us down separate paths and leaving us with scars that refused to fade.
Seeing Tola sitting there brought back a flood of emotions. It reminded me of the pain we inflicted upon each other, our mistakes, and the consequences we had to face. It was a tight, confined space that threatened to suffocate us if we dared to step back into its grasp.
"Well, Ron, this is Tola. Tola, this is Ronald, Ron for short. My boyfriend. You guys can get to know each other while I quickly run to the kitchen and get some drinks. When I get back, we will get to know each other." Divine says and runs to the kitchen to fetch drinks.
An awkward mood surrounded the room. Tola was shocked to see her ex-boyfriend Ron standing in front of her. She felt like she was dreaming. She felt like it was a fucked up nightmare. She was forced to open a chapter that she did not want to open because Ron was in front of her.
Ron, in his right mind, was not expecting to see Tola. He was so pissed that she was in his house after he told her not to return, yet she was about to stand before him. He was pissed off. He felt like he could kill her already.
Ronald's thoughts.....
What is she doing here? She knows very well that she is not supposed to be here. In my house the wast case. Is she in my place talking to my wife? This has to stop. She can not be here. Her being here makes things weird for just not me but also for my wife-to-be.
What will happen when she finds out that she and I had a thing going on? We used to be in love. When she finds out that I used to date her friend, who was young at that time, I am going to look like a freaking psycho.
I have to do something before it is too late. I can not let this keep on going. I know Divine; she's not going to be happy about this. Instead, she's going to be pissed. I have to do something new; I must stop this shit! I have to end this before it's too late because I don't want to hurt the divine. She's everything to me, and she means a lot to me. Her finding out what's going on will cut her so deep, and I do not want to do that to her. She's never going to trust me if she finds out about this! I have to do something soon enough!
"What are you doing here? didn't I tell you not to come back?" Ron said, frustrated and angry, field his body.
"Come on, Ronald, I'm not back for you. I'm here for my friend, okay? I wouldn't even set foot here if I knew you were the boyfriend. I felt hurt so much. I close that chapter; I don't think I'm going to try and open this chapter, so you might as well keep your past to yourself, and I'll keep my past to myself." Tola said with tears all over their eyes.
"Come on, Tola, I know you. You only came back to destroy my life with Dee. If you think you will get what you want, you are playing. Dare double-cross; you will know who I am. I don't fucking play with emigrates." He says, and Divine walks in with the drinks in her hands.
Everyone keeps quiet as she walks into the room and notices that Tola's eyes are red. "Tola, are your eyes fine 'cause they very red?" She says with confusion.
"Oh, don't worry, best friend. My eyes are wonderful. It's just that I need to put on some medication. Can I use the bathroom?"
"Yeah, sure. First door on the left upstairs." Dee says as she puts the drinks on the table and points upstairs.
"Oh, okay. Can you guys please give me five minutes?"
"Oh sure, no problem," Ronald says with a smile while kissing Dee on her lips.
"Ronald, why did you kiss me?"
"Oh, I thought you said we would fight after your friend goes."
"I am not fighting. I am asking you why you kissed me?"
"Well, I missed you because you are my wife. I have the right to kiss you whenever I feel like it."
"I am not your wife."
"Very soon, you will be dear." Ron goes closer to her and starts kissing her all over her neck.
"Stop it, Ron, it's not funny. Ummm, stop it. Ummmm." Divine says, and Ron doesn't stop.
"Guys, sorry to disturb you, but I must go home. My eyes are very painful. I think I will come another day." Tola says, and Ron stops kissing her.
"It's fine, Tola, I understand," Dee says, and Tola nods.
"Well, Ron will take you home." Before Tola could answer, Ron agreed to it, and there was no way Tola could back out of it.
"Yes, babe, I will take her home. I don't mind. After all, we still have much to discuss and get to know each other better." Ronald says with an evil smile, and Tola reacts scaredly.
I want to talk to Tola and understand why she is back. Something about her returning now that I am in a relationship with Tola doesn't make sense. She had many years to come back, but she didn't. I need an answer, and I will only get those answers by getting away from the Divine. She must not find out that Tola is my ex. I am scared to hurt her feelings. She's a good person, but she can quickly lose herself.
Well, Ron, this is Tola. Tola, this is Ronald, Ron for short. My boyfriend. You guys can get to know each other while I quickly run to the kitchen and get food. When I get back, we will get to know each other." Divine says and runs to the kitchen to fetch drinks.
An awkward mood surrounded the room. Tola was shocked to see her ex-boyfriend Ron standing in front of her. She felt like she was dreaming. She felt like it was a fucked up nightmare. She was forced to open a chapter that she did not want to open because Ron was in front of her.
Ron, in his right mind, was not expecting to see Tola. He was so pissed that she was in his house after he told her not to return, yet she was about to stand before him. He was pissed off. He felt like he could just kill her already.
Ronald's thoughts.....
What is she doing here? She knows very well that she's not supposed to be in my house. Is she talking to my fiancée? This situation needs to be addressed immediately. She can't be here, causing complications not just for me but also for my future wife.
What will happen when Divine discovers that Tola and I had a romantic history? We used to be in love. When she discovers that I dated her friend, who was younger back then, I'll be painted as a complete psycho. I can't let this continue unchecked. I need to take action before it's too late. This can't go on.
I have to end this before it spirals out of control because I don't want to hurt Divine. She means everything to me; she's my world. If she discovers what's happening, it will deeply wound her, and I can't bear to do that to her. Trust between us will shatter if she finds out! I need to act swiftly and decisively.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come back?" I said, my frustration and anger palpable in my voice and body language.
"Come on, Ronald, I'm not here for you. I came for my friend, okay? If I had known you were her boyfriend, I wouldn't have set foot here. I'm hurting too. I closed that chapter, and I don't intend to open it again. So, let's just keep our pasts to ourselves," Tola replied, tears streaming down her face.
"Come on, Tola, I know you. You came back to ruin my life with Dee. You're sorely mistaken if you think you'll get what you want. Don't you dare cross me; you'll regret it. I don't mess around with people who think they can take advantage," I warned, my voice laced with anger and vulnerability.
As Divine walked into the room carrying the drinks, a heavy silence fell upon us. She immediately noticed Tola's teary eyes and expressed her confusion. "Tola, are your eyes okay? They look red," she questioned.
"Oh, don't worry, best friend. My eyes are fine. I need to put on some eye drops. Can I use your bathroom?" Tola responded, trying to maintain composure.
"Yeah, sure. It's the first door on the left upstairs," Dee answered, gesturing towards the staircase.
We all fell silent as Tola went upstairs, seeking a moment to collect herself. The tension in the room was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of frustration, confusion, and concern. This unexpected reunion brought back a flood of emotions and memories that I thought I had left behind.
As Divine and I exchanged glances, I realised that this situation needed to be addressed, not just for our own sake but also for the sake of our future. We couldn't let the past control our present and jeopardise our happiness. It was time for open communication, understanding, and forgiveness to move forward together.
"Oh, okay. Can you guys please give me five minutes?" Tola requested.
"Oh sure, no problem," I replied with a smile, leaning in to kiss Dee on her lips.
Ronald, why did you kiss me?" Dee questioned, her voice filled with confusion.
"Oh, I thought you said we would fight after your friend leaves," I responded, my smile fading slightly.
"I'm not fighting. I'm asking you why you kissed me," Dee clarified, her tone growing more serious.
"Well, I missed you because you're my wife. I have the right to kiss you whenever I feel like it," I replied, my words tinged with a mixture of longing and possessiveness.
"I am not your wife," Dee stated firmly, drawing a line between us.
"Very soon, you will be, dear," I said, leaning closer and kissing her neck.
"Stop it, Ron. It's not funny. Um, stop it," Dee protested, her voice trembling with discomfort.
"Guys, sorry to disturb you, but I must go home. My eyes are very painful. I think I'll come another day," Tola interjected, and I immediately halted my actions.
"It's fine, Tola. I understand," Dee responded sympathetically, offering her support.
"Well, Ron will take you home," Dee suggested before Tola had a chance to respond. Without hesitation, I agreed, knowing that it was an opportunity to have a conversation with Tola, to understand why she had returned at this particular moment, now that I was in a relationship with Divine.
"Yes, babe, I will take her home. I don't mind. After all, we still have much to talk about and get to know each other better," I said, wearing an unsettling smile that caused Tola to react with fear.
As Tola reluctantly accepted the arrangement, I knew I had to be cautious. I couldn't let Divine discover that Tola was my ex-girlfriend. It would undoubtedly hurt her, and I didn't want to cause her any pain. She was a good person, and I feared this revelation could lead her to lose my trust.
Deep down, I yearned for answers. Why had Tola chosen this moment to resurface in my life? Why had she stayed away for so many years? I needed to understand her motivations and intentions, but I also had to protect Divine from the truth until I had all the puzzle pieces.
As I prepared to leave with Tola, a mix of curiosity, apprehension, and the fear of potentially unravelling my newfound happiness with Divine consumed me. I hoped that our conversation would shed light on the past and bring about a resolution, but I also feared the potential consequences it might have for the future.
A sense of unease gnawed at me as I drove to Tola's house. I needed answers. Why had she chosen this moment to reappear in my life? What did she want? What was her hidden agenda? I consider myself perceptive, capable of discerning when something is amiss or someone is trying to deceive me. The intensity of my emotions grew, and my face contorted with anger and determination. I was ready to confront her, to dig deep and unravel the truth. Divine might think she can handle whatever comes her way, but I know the fire she's unknowingly igniting within herself. The repercussions of this encounter will inevitably affect her, and I fear the consequences it may have on our relationship. As we continued our journey in silence, my patience wore thin. I needed Tola to speak up, to explain herself. The tension in the car was palpable, and I could no longer contain my frustration. "Well, let's cut to the chase. Why the hell did you decide to show up now?" I blurted out; my voice tinged with ang
Divine and I were sitting in our spacious living room, snuggled up together, watching movies and enjoying some snacks and wine. But I could sense that something was off with Ronald. Physically, he was right beside me, but mentally, he seemed distant, lost in his own thoughts. It was clear that he was preoccupied with something. I couldn't help but notice the unease in his eyes. We had always been open and honest with each other, so I could tell when he was hiding something. The air felt heavy with unspoken words, and it was starting to affect the atmosphere between us. I knew that whatever was bothering him, it was important for our relationship that he shared it with me. As I rested my head on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, I knew it was time for him to speak up. I wanted to be his wife, to share a future with him, but that required complete trust and transparency. I couldn't bear the thought of building our marriage on a foundation of secrets. Ronald needed
The hotel... I lay in bed at the hotel, feeling weak and emotionally drained. Musa had been kind enough to help me settle in, but the weight of Ronald's betrayal was heavy on my heart. I couldn't bring myself to eat or do anything productive. Musa had gone back to work, leaving me alone to process everything. Thoughts swirled in my mind, each one more painful than the last. How could Ronald do this to me? I had given him my love and trust, only to be deceived. I couldn't understand why he would lie about something so significant when he knew how deeply I cared for him. Despite the hurt, I couldn't easily let go of the love I felt for Ronald. I questioned myself, wondering if I was too obsessed with being loved, too willing to overlook the warnings from others. Tim and Stacy had tried to warn me about Ronald's character, but I had dismissed their concerns, believing that love could conquer all. The tears flowed uncontrollably as I wrestled with my emotions. I called room service and
Buzz, buzz, buzz. My alarm jolts me awake, and I groggily reach out to switch it off. Finally, silence fills the room, and I slowly rise, preparing myself for another day at work. It's been a challenging week since Ronald and I last spoke. I've spent this time in deep contemplation, reflecting on our relationship and what truly matters to me. Despite the pain and confusion, it has been a valuable period of self-discovery, helping me make important decisions regarding our future together. "Tim, please ensure my office is ready. I'll be returning to work today," I leave a message for my assistant before stepping into the shower. Once I finish bathing, I make my way to the closet, selecting a simple and comfortable outfit. I opt for skinny black jeans, a white Adidas golf t-shirt, and white Air Force sneakers. I've always been one to embrace simplicity, and my work attire reflects my down-to-earth nature. I don't dress to impress; I dress for comfort, allowing my true self to shine thr
Ronald pov... It's been a while since I have heard from Divine. I know that she's angry at me for not being able to tell her the truth about me. I wanted to say to her but didn't want to hurt her. I mean it from the bottom of my heart. I didn't tell her because I knew that the moment I told her the truth, she would not accept it, or she would not be wheeling to forgive her friend or me for lying to her. It was not my plan to lie; it's not like I wanted to do it. I did it because I had no choice. I was protecting her, and I was watching her feelings. I was saving her from him. I'm not this person, and I'm nothing without her. She makes me a better person. She makes me want to change my ways and become a new version of myself. I do not see any other life without her. What am I going to do without? I will not be able to leave without her! How am I going to survive? What was I expecting away? Her to forgive me and move on with our life? My problem with all this is that, as much as I
Later on that day..... Divine used the address she was given by Tola the day they were together and went there to see her. She thought it was a better idea to go see Tola and hear what the horse has to say. She has every right to do that. She has not heard from her friend. She has to worry and question things. Even if they do fight at times, they will always from something special towards each other's love. When she gets to the area, the is a young black couple who is enjoying while sitting outside drinking some lemonade. For a second, she thought it was Tola and her boyfriend. She nicely packs her car though the driveway and go straight to the couple. "Good sir, and your wife." She whispers with her low voice. Questions are running in her heard. "Good Day to you too. Take a seat." The man with a deep voice says with a smile on his face. He sure looks friendly.&nb
(Divine's Perspective) I've spent days in seclusion, lost in my thoughts and emotions. It's not like me to be so consumed by a relationship, to let it define my happiness. But this love, this connection with Ronald, it's different. No matter how much pain it has brought me, I can't easily let go of it My mother's words echo in my mind, urging me to fight for what makes me happy. And what made me happy, or at least what I thought made me happy, was Ronald. I believed in his capacity to love, to change, to be the man I needed him to be. We had built an empire together, and I couldn't fathom my life without him. But I also had to confront the reality of our situation. Ronald had his faults, and those faults had caused me immense pain. Was I a fool for still wanting to fight for our love? Maybe. But I couldn't deny the depth of my feelings, the longing in my heart to see if there was a chance for us to rebuild what was broken. So, I made up my mind. I needed to see Ronald to apologise
A wave of familiarity and nostalgia swept over me as I stood before Ronald's house. The place exuded a comforting aura as if it had been well looked after during my absence. It was a feeling of being right where I belonged. "Hi there, Jimmy," I greeted the bodyguard with excitement and nerves, my heart racing as I crossed the threshold into the house. Everything seemed almost unchanged, with Ronald's pins and keys still occupying their familiar spots. "Ronald!" "Ronnie!" "Ron, are you home?" My voice echoed through the house, but there was no immediate response, leaving a hint of disappointment. "Guess he's in his study. Classic Ron," I muttered, knowing his habits all too well. I went down to the basement, where his office was located. Slowly, I pushed the door open, revealing Ronald engrossed in his work, much like the last time I had seen him. A smile tugged at my lips as I observed his familiar concentration. "Some things never change, huh?" I playfully remarked, sharing a ch