The following week unfolded in a quiet rush—work deadlines, errands, unanswered messages, and the strange flutter of anticipation that lived in Alexis’ chest. She hadn’t told anyone in Abuja she was coming; she wanted to be sure of the plans first.One evening, as the city hummed outside her window, Alexis spread her planner across the bed. Dates, travel lists, outfits, and family events filled the page like the blueprint of a life she wasn’t sure she still belonged to.Her phone buzzed.Amira: Did you get the tickets?Alexis glanced at the unopened flight booking website on her laptop and typed back:Alexis: Not yet. I’m looking at options now. Weekend or weekdays?Amira: Weekend makes sense. You won’t have to take too many days off.Alexis hesitated. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she finally typed, though her fingers nearly trembled.Amira: Lex… if you’re asking whether I’ll change my mind, the answer is no.Alexis exhaled, steady and warm. She wasn’t used to people choosing h
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