“I can’t believe you bought me the dress,” Leila said. She twirled in front of the mirror and the ends of the yellow gown rustled. It was a perfect fit for her. Her eyes watered and her heart overflowed with gratitude and admiration. If anyone asked her what the perfect husband was, she wouldn’t say anything, she would simply point at Kelvin. “You bought me the dress.” “Yeah,” Kelvin answered. Sleep shadowed his face, he stretched his arms and stepped out of the bed. “Do you like it?” She twirled again and shrieked, “Like? I love it.” The gown restricted her movements but she shuffled to hug him. Kelvin was laughing when he released her. He looked happier since she agreed to file a restraining order. He promised to accompany her and it made the ordeal sound less scary. Her fingers roamed the beads on the neckline and she giggled. She found the dress in the wardrobe. It had taken her by surprise. Her silly husband didn’t tell her before buying it. It was her scream that woke him u

Leila walked into the office on Monday feeling like a new person. Her husband was great, her sex life was better, things were looking up for her best friend and her husband. Life was not just great for her, it was perfect.Her flowers arrived right in time as soon as she stepped into the office. She hugged it to her chest. Leila hadn’t expected Kelvin to carry on with this tradition but now that he had, she never wanted him to stop. Susie pulled up at her table. Lily joined her after. The two ladies sat on the edge of Leila’s desk, she didn’t try to stop them from taking out the note in the bouquet. Kelvin still typed the notes instead of writing them. His thoughtfulness was one of the things she loved about him. Leila loved everything about him.“My heavenly flower, don’t stop smiling,” Susie read out from the note. Leila blushed without looking away from them. She wanted to tell everyone about her husband. “Aw. K is so cute.” And kind and loving and the best thing to happen to her

Kelvin was fingering her. He was touching her in ways that made her want to scream. Leila tried to pull out his hand but he threw her a stern glare. They were at another eatery for lunch. An eatery of her choice.This eatery wasn’t as private as the ones she and Kelvin always ate their lunch. The other booths were occupied, there was a couple behind them but Kelvin simply didn’t care. She tried to feign nonchalance but he was doing silly things to her body.“Kev,” she breathed out, nails digging into their table with the menu on it.A waiter came over and dropped their meals on the table, Kelvin’s finger curled around her clit and she tried too hard to smile but it came off as a scowl. He retracted his wet fingers as the waiter retreated and pushed them into her mouth. An old lady at the other corner glared at Leila and she sucked harder on her husband’s fingers, much to the woman’s horror. Leila could not u

The numbers of viewers within the estimated ages had increased. Leila clicked on another statistics and grinned broadly. Star Glows was just in its second week and it was doing great. Sarah jokingly mentioned a second season and the first wasn’t even halfway done. She closed the tab and picked up her phone. There was no text from her husband.Kelvin had made it a point of duty to badger her phone with cheesy one-liners she pretended to hate. Now there was none, she felt awkward. Done with her work portion for the day, she was bored out of her mind. She walked to the window and sat by the ledge. Kelvin promised to find her parents. It made her happy and sad. For years, she hadn’t made any real efforts to look for them. What if they were sick or dead? Her fingers flattened against the window. They would have loved this city, they would have been proud of her. On cue, she dialled her mother’s number but it did

Fuck. Kelvin massaged his temples and tried to read the words from the invitation letter on his screen again. Same thing. What manner of fuckery was this? He didn’t get an invitation to Charles’s wedding but his sister did and she sent him a copy. She was the best friend to the bride. Kelvin's phone rang while he was still trying to process the fuckery. Madonna shouldn’t have sent him that card. It was none of his business who Mia got married to. If Mia wanted him at her wedding, she would have sent him an invitation.A strange number appeared on his screen and he hesitated to pick it. Only family and a few colleagues had this number. The phone continued ringing and he ended the call. If it was important, they would contact his assistant. Kelvin sent a text to Madonna and reclined on his seat with his eyes closed. That card triggered him more than he thought possible. What the fuck was Mia thinking by agreeing to marry