All Chapters of Their Chance : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Suprises

Chris I glance at my watch as I step on to the platform from the train. It is 9:53pm on Friday night and I’ll get home just in time for Ahana to leave at 10, which is exactly how I’ve timed it all week. After over-sharing on Monday, I’ve tried to put as much distance between us as possible. I blame the aroma of fresh plantain and that enticing jollof rice for my loose tongue and mush brain. Eyes like the summer sun indeed! I shake my head and chuckle. What a load of bollocks!Getting to the house, as I let myself in, I prepare myself for her muted greeting and prompt exit. She has been just as willing as me to keep some distance between us, and that has been just as well.But walking in, I am surprised to see her standing there, dressed in a fitted black velour turtleneck top tucked into fitted blue jeans. She has a full face of makeup, complete with bright red lipstick, and her braids even look passable in a topknot. One thing’s for sure; she definitely isn't dressed like that to wa

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

So much for wanting

AhanaI am a bit unsettled as I walk down the street in the direction of Finchley Road Station, disconcerted after the short exchange with Chris. After making up my mind to stay focused on Aput and not giving in to any schoolgirl fantasies about my employer, I was glad that Doctor Chris also went back to being his cold, unfriendly self; not home when Muna got back from day care, returning minutes, sometimes even seconds, before I was to leave. Even though sometimes I would wonder if I’d imagined our chat on Monday, wondering if my overactive imagination hadn’t just conjured it all, other times, I was just happy he hadn’t continued with the anomaly that was his friendliness. Because if he had, I’m not sure how easy it would have been to keep my mind focused on Aput. And this evening was evidence of that; one smile from him and I already had knots in my stomach.This weekend, Aput is going to remind me why he is the one, the only one, my heart should beat for. I’m going to make damn su

Last Updated : 2025-09-10

No wonder you don't mind

AhanaThe room is a rainbow of lights, and the music is so loud, it sounds like a heartbeat on a loudspeaker. I take one look in the direction of the door and see a buxom redhead whispering something in Aput’s ear. He laughs at whatever she says, prompting her to wink at him. I search his face for some sign that he is merely tolerating the flirtation for the sake of the job, but if his dancing eyes and wide grin are anything to go by, he is enjoying it very much indeed.Hafiz brings us glasses of gin and tonic, and sets a bottle of whisky on the table.“If you need anything, let me know,” he smiles at us, his accent unmistakably Nigerian, giving me some more comfort.“Not bad,” Tayo remarks, looking around.“What?” I shout back, the music making it impossible for me to hear her.She gives me a thumbs-up sign and a forced smile, and I am not naïve enough not to know she is only doing it for my sake. She rises to her feet, glass in hand, dancing to the Davido song, Fia , that’s playing.

Last Updated : 2025-09-11

Who do we have here

ChrisI’m getting too old for nightclubs.This is what I think as I meander through the sea of people dancing without a care in the world, dodging limbs as they fly around. This club in particular is rowdier and noisier than I like, and I again curse under my breath, wondering why on earth my friends have decided to meet here, of all places.As my eyes continue to scan the room, they collide with a familiar pair of light brown ones. My brows knot as I squint, certain my mind is playing tricks on me.What on earth is Ahana doing in a place like this?AhanaI swallow as we make eye contact. I see him squint, as if unsure of what he’s beholding, and I realize we have passed the stage of pretending not to have seen each other. We might as well get the uncomfortable greetings over with.Rising to my feet, I force a smile as I walk in his direction. He is already doing the same and walking in mine.“Hiya,” I say with an awkward wave when I reach him. “Fancy seeing you here.”“Fancy seeing y

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

What a night

AhanaI am disappointed watching him walk away. What did I think he was going to do? Join us? Form an immediate bromance with Aput? I look in the direction of the party he has joined, the well-dressed men surrounded by gorgeous women, and I am immediately reminded what his natural habitat is. That is his crowd. “You didn't tell me that he's that young,” Aput retorts next to me.I frown at him. “Don’t be funny. I told you he’s in his early or mid-thirties.”“He looks like a cad,” he mutters, looking in the direction of Chris and his friends. “What's with those tight clothes and jerry curls? Is he queer or what?”It is at the tip of my tongue to tell him Chris’s hair is naturally wavy, his fitted clothes are hella sexy, and there’s nothing remotely homosexual about him. But I decide against it.“He’s so cocky. Did you notice how he was stuck up?" Aput is still muttering. “Acting like a spoilt brat”“Spoilt brat” Dude is a doctor! Rather than give him this reminder, I just shake my head

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Thought I was past this

ChrisWe head only ten-minutes away to a club in Farringdon, one that is less rowdy and more like the ones I am used to. I have been able to shake off my long-lashed companion from the club at Shoreditch but sitting at the bar in the company of another even more gorgeous one, I am struggling to stay focused on what she is saying. Having driven, I am cautious about the amount of alcohol I drink, but as I continue to struggle with vivid images of Legachi and her bouncer boyfriend, all I want to do is numb myself with alcohol.“You seem distracted,” the girl I’m with remarks.I shake my head, more to banish my wayward thoughts than to deny her statement. Taking another look at her, I wonder what is wrong with me. Tall and thin like I like them, with skin the same colour as Luna’s, and wavy hair I can tell is all hers, flowing all the way to her back, I sit up, forcing myself to be interested. There just might be something here.“I’m sorry, I didn't quite get your name,” I call out, leani

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

Back to base

AhanaI shut my eyes in the bus headed to Swiss Cottage to pick Muna up from daycare, cringing at the memory of my shameless display on Friday night. All weekend, I’ve felt sick thinking of coming face-to-face with Chris again after behaving like a total hussy, bumping and winding on Aput like a sex-starved animal, all the while brazenly looking his way. He must think me a total tramp, and he wouldn't be blamed for it. I can only hope that, like last week, we hardly see each other, so I can salvage whatever is left of my dignity.But alas, as I approach Hazel’s house, he is the first person I see, standing at the door, his face set like stone. This is going to be even harder than I thought.“Good evening,” I say, dropping my eyes, unable to look at him.“You and Muna aren’t to take the bus home anymore,” he answers, not even bothering with any cordialities. “From now on, you’ll use a taxi.”My brows furrow in my confusion. “A taxi? It’s barely a ten-minute bus drive.”But he says noth

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Way forward

The Party AhanaIt is another Friday night, and I am, yet again, sitting down in Liquid Nitrogen’s VIP section, alone and cold as an Eskimo. After the first two times, Camilla and Tayo stopped accompanying me, but I have had to keep coming, in what has now been defined as my duty as Aput’s girlfriend. But I might as well not even be here, considering that he hardly ever even looks my way. After dumping me in the VIP section, when he’s not manning the door, he’s hobnobbing with the club’s patrons, women mostly.Fatman Scoop’s Be Faithful is blasting at full volume from the speakers and the pulsating lights are giving me a headache.I rub desperate hands on my bare shoulders, willing myself warm. Tonight, like all the nights after that first time, I am in a skimpy top Camilla has picked out for me, considering they all think this kind of dressing more appropriate for clubbing. The irony is that the skimpier my own clothes have gotten over the weeks, the more clothed the other female clu

Last Updated : 2025-09-21

Do you think

Chris I notice something is wrong the moment I open the door to let her in. Even though we’ve barely said more than we need to in the weeks since the club incident and the threats that necessitated my ramping up security around Muna, I am concerned by her downcast eyes and puckered forehead.“Good afternoon,” she mutters in her now characteristic subdued manner.I nod in response, in what is now my own indifferent one. I watch as she goes to Muna in the living room, noticing her smile isn’t as bright and her voice not as cheery. Something is definitely wrong.Brushing it off, I head back to my study where I have been trying to catch up on some work, but I can hardly concentrate on the journal on my table. We haven’t been in the same space for a long time, and I am equal parts keenly aware of the fact she is in the next room and wondering what has happened to upset her.Convincing myself I need a glass of water, I go to the kitchen, where she is now heating leftover pasta for Muna’s l

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

Party prep

AhanaThe week goes by quickly and we remain congenial on the few occasions I see him, which is only when he gets home a few minutes before I leave. But much different from the reluctant murmuring of before, this time we make eye contact and I ask how his day went, just as he asks how things are with Aput. Even though our answers are always brief, with him just answering it went well, and me saying things are fine with Aput, it is much better than dreading those few minutes of interface.That Friday, even though I go to Aput’s place from South Hampstead, I refuse to follow him to the club, choosing to wait for him at home instead. He doesn’t argue, and I can almost swear he even looks relieved. But I have decided not to put myself through that torture any longer. Whatever is wrong with our relationship will not be fixed by my inconveniencing myself, week after week, tagging along where I’m not wanted. We’ll just have to find another way to make things work. I wear a pair of comfortabl

Last Updated : 2025-09-23

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