Rita was taken aback by Chris’s question. She felt like she had heard that kind of question before. Then it hit her. Years ago… when they had just enrolled into college. ~Flashback~ Rita: 18 years old Eric: 19 years old Chris: 20 years old It was a Saturday afternoon and Rita had just finished having a group discussion and was heading back to her room. She found flowers and a box of chocolates just outside her door. Picking up the flowers, Rita took out the card and read its contents. RITA, WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO ON A DATE WITH ME? There was no name but Rita immediately guessed who it was. “So romantic!” She quickly took out her phone and dialed Eric. “Hel—” “Yes!” Rita said excitedly before Eric could even say hello. “Uhm.. yes to what?” Eric asked on the other side of the phone, sounding confused. “Yes to that date. Don’t go playing dumb with me I know you put flowers and chocolates outside m

The moment Rita’s words left her lips, Chris stiffened and his heart skipped a beat. He was absolutely taken aback by the sudden confession. This was what he had always wanted.. for Rita to love him back. He stood in place, shocked with widened eyes. Chris felt his heart pound heavily against his ribcage in excitement. ‘Am I dreaming? Rita just said she loves me. Please don’t wake me up if I’m dreaming.’ Chris thought to himself, he was too stunned to say anything just yet. In Rita’s eyes Chris’s reaction looked like something else entirely. She thought the feelings were not mutual and Chris was stuck with how to respond to her confession. “Hahaha! Got you! You should see the look on your face. I was just joking!” Rita said, trying to laugh off her confession awkwardly. Not knowing she had just hit a nerve in Chris. Chris let go of Rita’s hands and clenched his hands into fists, struggling to stay calm as a pang of pain shot through hi

Chris glared at Lydia the moment he cut the phone. “How did you know I’m here?” He asked icily. “I didn’t.. I just came to have a drink then I happened to see you sitting here alone so I walked over to keep you company.” Lydia said, lying through her teeth. The truth was that, when Chris left her, Maria’s driver had given her a lift and she followed Chris to skybar. Lydia sat in a corner waiting for the perfect opportunity to make her move. When she saw Chris talking on the phone, she walked over and spoke ambiguously to create a misunderstanding incase the person on the other end of the line was a woman. Chris scoffed. “You expect me to believe that when desperation is written all over your face?” “You don’t own skybar do you? I can come here anytime I want.” Lydia countered. “Actually, I do.” Chris remarked, taking a sip of his whiskey. Lydia felt her cheeks burn, she just made a fool out of herself when she was supposed to l

It was hours later and John was handing in some reports in the CEO’s office when Chris’s mind wandered off to think about his wife, Rita. ‘What is she doing?’ He only saw her during the meeting but after that, she had been avoiding him like they were social distancing. “That would be all Sir,” John said and turned to leave when Chris stopped him. “Wait…. Tell Rita to type the minutes for today’s meeting and submit them to me,” Chris instructed as he perused through the files John had just handed in. “Uh.. Yes sir,” John replied hesitantly. He was not blind, he could see the tension between the couple. It was so strong that he felt like he was suffocating in the middle of the two who had a lovers' quarrel and couldn’t sort out their issues. Reluctantly, John entered the assistant’s office and relayed the message. Rita felt her breath hitch upon getting the order. She snapped her eyes to look at John, she got some printed documents and g

Chris was in a good mood after John told him that Rita smiled when she received the KFC he had ordered for her. He believed it was just a matter of time before Rita opened up to him again. To his shock, his mother had showed up at his office unannounced. Of course with nothing sensible to talk about apart from forcing him to marry Lydia who, according to Maria was cultured. But Chris begged to differ. Someone cultured wouldn’t shamelessly throw herself at a man.  “Mom, we’ve talked about this. I love someone else,” Chris said, groaning in frustration. “Again with this nonsense. Bring her to me then. I want to meet her so that I stop troubling you,” Maria said. All this time Chris’s heart was racing. He was internally praying that Rita stayed in her office because her meeting his mom was a non starter. But of course, no one heard Chris’s prayer as Rita enthusiastically barged into his office. “Yes mom, she’s the woman I lov