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Amara rushed after Martins, her heels clicking loudly on the marble floor. “Martins, please stop!” she called, her voice cracking with emotion. He didn’t slow down. His pace grew faster, anger and hurt propelling him forward until he reached his car. He turned sharply, his eyes dark and hard.“What do you want to say now, Amara?” he asked, his voice deep with frustration. “What explanation can you possibly give this time, if not to deny it?”Amara stood a few steps away, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She didn’t speak immediately. Her eyes glistened, her throat tight. She blinked twice, but the tears still slipped down her cheeks. “After all these years, Martins,” she finally said, her voice trembling, “you still don’t trust me? I’ve been with you for almost three years now, and this is how you act? How can you say you love me when you can’t even believe in me?”Martins looked away, rubbing his face with one hand. He didn’t want to see her tears. When he turned back, his v

The next morning, the internet was on fire. Every major news channel, blog, and gossip page had only one headline — “The Union of Two Titans: Amara Akwarandu Engaged to Martins Cooper.”The videos from last night’s event were everywhere. The clip of Martins kneeling before Amara, the diamond ring sparkling, and Amara’s tearful “yes” was being replayed on every TV screen across the country.It was as though the whole world was celebrating a love story that had been long in the making. But for one man, the same story felt like a sharp blade piercing deep into his chest.In his office, Alex sat at his desk, the morning sunlight spilling across the table. Two men in black suits sat opposite him, presenting their reports on an ongoing project. He was nodding faintly to their words, pretending to listen, but his mind was far away.Then, the television mounted on the wall suddenly switched from the financial news to the breaking headline. His attention caught it immediately. The large let

Adaobi sat cross-legged on the couch beside her elder sister, her phone in her hand as she replayed the videos of Amara’s engagement party. The television screen was also tuned to one of the popular entertainment channels still replaying the same scene from the night before. She laughed excitedly, pointing at the screen. “Look at your face here, Amara! See how you were just crying and smiling like a baby!”Amara smiled shyly, shaking her head. “You and this your video addiction,” she said. “You’ve watched this same thing since morning.”Adaobi ignored her, tapping on the screen again. “See how Martins knelt down, ah! This part, this part!” she squealed, replaying the moment Martins brought out the ring. “You were just standing like statue before you finally said yes. I almost shouted from the hall that night!”Amara rolled her eyes, resting her chin on her palm. “You’ve said that a hundred times today.”Adaobi grinned, leaning closer. “Ehn, because I still can’t believe my big sis i

The morning sun was still shy, painting the clouds gold when Martins’ car rolled to a gentle stop in front of Amara’s gate. The hum of the engine faded, replaced by the sound of soft birdsong from the nearby trees. He turned to her, his face glowing with contentment.“Thank you for making last night the best I ever had,” he said, his voice low, sincere, almost boyish.Amara smiled faintly, her hand resting on the car door. She could still feel the heat of his body from the night before, the warmth of their closeness. “You’re welcome,” she said softly. “You deserve it.”He chuckled. “If you keep talking like that, I’ll kidnap you and never let you go.”She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re not serious.”Martins leaned closer, his eyes twinkling. “Try me.”Amara pressed her lips against his briefly. “Bye, darling. I need to go get ready for work.”He exhaled deeply, watching her open the door and step out. “Alright, love,” he said, smiling. “Go conquer the world. I’ll see you soon.”S

The gentle organ music filled the church that Saturday morning, wrapping the air in peace and solemnity. Amara stood at the altar, radiant like dawn itself, her white gown flowing around her like a stream of grace. Beside her, Martins looked every inch the proud groom — his face glowing with joy, his heart brimming with gratitude.It was a day everyone had waited for. The hall was packed with guests — business associates, family, friends, and even admirers who had only known the couple through newspapers and television. Cameras clicked, lights flashed, and murmurs of admiration rippled through the crowd.The journey that led Amara here had been long and thorny. Years of pain, betrayal, and loss had finally birthed a season of peace. Even Adaobi, seated in the front row with tears in her eyes, could barely believe her sister’s story had come full circle.The priest smiled warmly, holding his book high. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in h