CHAPTER TEN — EVENING WALK AND QUIET CONFESSIONSThat evening, Lagos seemed softer somehow. The city lights shimmered on wet asphalt from a brief rain earlier, and the air carried a cool, refreshing scent.Yara had finished work earlier than usual, thanks to Jamal’s subtle influence—he had insisted on “finishing things properly so we can enjoy the evening.” She had rolled her eyes at first, but now, walking through the quiet streets of Victoria Island, she realised how much she needed this.Jamal fell into step beside her, just close enough that the warmth from his jacket brushed hers.“You don’t say much,” he observed.“I’m thinking,” she replied.He glanced at her. “About me?”Yara paused, caught between irritation and amusement. “Maybe,” she admitted softly.“Maybe?” His grin was playful, but his eyes were warm, attentive. “You’re terrible at hiding things.”“I don’t hide,” she said, defensive but smiling. “I just… take my time.”He nodded, seemingly satisfied with her answer, thou
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