It was the second day Nathan was sleeping over. We sat at the dining table as Rosalie served our dinner. “Yesterday I sent out the design I want, right? The designer is still busy with it. Called him this morning but he said he’s not done with it yet.” Nathan was telling me. “Today is Thursday, Saturday is in like two days. That guy is really starting to slack on me. At first whenever I gave him a design, he would jump all his other clients’ and finish mine first.” Rosalie finished dishing for me. She had made stew and rice. Delicious. I began eating. “Give it time. You only told him yesterday afternoon.” “What about you?” Nathan asked me. “What?” “Your dress? Is it done already?” Oh… I haven’t even thought about that once. But obviously I cou

"Raphael." Steven said when he got to the door. "I think we need to talk." "Sure." Dad said. "But you'll have to be quick because I have another meeting in half an hour." Both Dan and I watched Steven re-enter the office and go sit in Dan's seat. "Please, close the door behind you, Gen." Dad said. Yoké and I exchanged looks. "It's all cool." I whispered to him. "He won't tell dad anything. I spoke to him, remember." "You think? Cause I don't think so." Nope. I don't. I actually think that Steven is going to spill everything out to dad. Even the guts. But I had to be positive, right? It wouldn't help if both Dan and I were stressing. I closed dad's door as we stepped out of the office. Francis was standing by the lift waiting for it. "I'll see you tomorrow?" I told Dan. "I need to talk to Fr

“Quickly fix up her hair she’s supposed to go down now. It’s almost 8.” Mom told the hairdresser. A woman with colorful highlights in her hair. She had purple, pink, maroon and red.“Yes, just need more pins to keep your hair up then you’re good.” She smiled at me and then continued fumbling with my hair.“We are running out of time.” Mom said. “And did she put on perfume already?”“Not yet.” The stylist said. Another woman, but she was a redhead with a nose ring.“You people are so slow.” Mom said going to grab perfume on the draw. “I hired you instead of our usual because this day is very special, now you’re making me regret it.”“No, that’s not her perfume!” The stylist told me. “That’s Alice’s.”I looked up and saw mom with a purple bottle of perfume with a black grape drawn in the front. “Where is hers then?”“It’s right here.” The stylist took the perfume from the dresser. “I’ll just wait for Kisha to finish with her hair first.”Mom looked at her diamond wrist watch impatiently.

When we finished dinner, neither Alice nor Dan came back to the table. I could see that dad was not at all pleased with this but he didn't say anything. We sat at the table chatting with the guests until everyone finished eating. The maids began clearing the table and bringing dessert. After dessert, which was mixed fruit and some yogurt, mom got everyone's attention with a glass and a spoon. "The party has basically ended now and I thank you all for being here tonight." Mom began. "If you do wish to stick around longer, please do not hesitate to. In fact many of you know that we have a guesthouse with a couple of bedrooms so those that decide to spend the night should be good." People began getting up and coming to hug us goodbye. "Tomorrow is Sunday." Nathan told me, putting an arm around me as everyone left the kitchen. "I know." I chuckled. "Yeah, what ar

"What's the time?" I asked him after we've been sitting quietly for what felt like forever."Half past two." He said, placing his phone on a box that was next to him. "My battery is almost dead."I didn't respond. I was sitting next to him, on a box, we had both our backs against the wall. We didn't say it but we understood each other well. We understood that Yoké was just too hurt to back out on what he had said he would do, his plan to marry Alice just to hurt me and I was just too keen on defending myself by hurting him exactly the same way too. I mean what was the use if Yoké didn't want to change his mind? If he had to tell me right now that he would leave Alice and we could get back together, I'd leave Nathan too, without even thinking twice. But he wanted it to be like this. It was all his fault. And I couldn't keep lowering my worth in front of him by begging him all the time. If he wanted it to be this way then he would get it this way. If