PROMISE V: The Finale

“No daughter of mine is going to raise a bastard under my nose! You hear me!”

“I can’t take the guilt any longer. She needs her mother. She needs me. Daddy please.”

“I thought we settled this a long time ago. Why did I now send you to my mother when you were pregnant? She knows what to do when the child is old enough. You will not bring that child here!”

“I’m not bringing her here. Seems you have been too busy to notice that I haven’t been living here for some time. I’ve been with Aunty Shade”

“So it’s that small rat that is planting ideas in your head?” Chief Akinwumni glared at his wife standing beside him. “Talk to your sister and take care of this nonsense. E mi o r’aye gbogbo  eleyii.”  He dismissed them with a wave of hand and headed for the stairs.

“What kind of father are you?”

Chief turned back and advanced menacingly towards Titi

“What did you say?”

“She’s your granddaughter for Christ sakes. Don’t you care; at least a little? Oh, I forgot, all you care about is your reputation and your money.”


The back of chief’s hand smartly connected with Titilayo’s cheek with such force it sent her reeling sideways.

“Don’t you ever speak to me like that again! You ungrateful child.”

For the first time since the conversation, her mother spoke. “Chief Ejo, ema binu. Omode l’on se.”

“At twenty –two?  Omode?” He faced Titi.

Her eyes were wide with a mixture of shock and fear, her hand cradling her hurting cheek.

“If you go after that child, don’t ever come back to this house again. In fact, don’t ever let me lay my eyes on you.” He stormed out of the sitting room.

“You’ve heard your father,” her mum said before following him.

A fresh set of sobs racked Titi’s body as her mind came back to the present. Why? God Why?

Titi heard the creak door . She turned towards it and saw Winnie. Winnie stood still when she saw Titi’s face wet with tears, “Titi. . . ki lo se le?” 

Amidst her sniffling, Titi whispered, “O ti su mi jor.”

Winnie dropped her bag on the nearest seat and sat on the arm rest of the chair Titi was sitting in. She wrapped her arms around her in a tender embrace and softly whispered in her ears, “Let it out, just let it out. Everything will be alright, so gbo? Everything will be alright in the end.”



It was a bright sunny afternoon in the Yaba area of Lagos. Winnie and Titi’s flat was abuzz with activity. Bright coloured balloons and decorations hung in the sitting room. The sweet smell of jollof rice filled the flat. In one of the bedrooms, Titi was making sure the celebrant looked as pretty as possible while Winnie offered opinions on the different outfits there were trying.

“It will take the grace of God for me not to strangle that caterer if she messes up. No one is ruining this party!”

“I can’t believe she is already three”

“I know right. I’m celebrating like she is just one.”

“Hey, very soon we can start own TV show. Two and a half women, what do you think?”

“I almost threw my phone at you.”

As if on cue, her phone rang. “It better be the caterer telling me she’s at the door. Oh, it’s a text from Daniel, says he was held up, but he’ll be here.”


“You like saying that thing too much.”

The doorbell rang; Winnie went to attend to it.

Three hours later. . .

Daniel and Winnie were conversing in the kitchen, away from the noise of the festivity.

“It was nice of you to come.”

“I’m glad I was able to make it.” Daniel said

Winnie pulled a stool and sat. “So how did you guys eventually settle things?”

“Well, three months ago. I got a text from out of the blue. Give me a minute let me read it to you.
The pain has faded in to a memory. I still get angry at you sometimes.

But I understand now. – Titilayo.”

“When I saw that message I was like, THANK YOU JESUS!”

Winnie chuckled.

“We haven’t talked much since though, just an occasional hello, hi text. Actually, I was shocked when she invited me. I never knew about her little girl.”

“I couldn’t tell you that part; that was her story to tell you. I could only tell you where to find her that night.”

“And I’d always appreciate that.  How did she take it?

“Take what?”

“When you told her how I got to find her.”

“Oh! You know Titi and all her histrionics now. I explained to her that we are secondary friends that communicated once in a while.  You were in Lagos one time on a business trip and you wanted to pay me a visit. I told you I wasn’t going to be home but my flatmate, Titi would be, and then you started asking questions based on a nudge you had and Lo and behold my flatmate turned out to be the same Titi you were looking for…blah blah blah. I’m just glad you two were able to work things out.”

“I thank God. I thank God for you. Winnie you’re a wonderful friend. I’m glad Titi has you.You are a wonderful woman.”

“Thank you.”

There was a moment of awkward silence.

“She introduced me to a Nosa after I came in. Who is he?” Daniel asked.

“Ooh! Nosa! That’s Nosa, the relentless. He works at where she banks. After failing so many times at trying to chat Titi up, he eventually told the security man one day to not to let her out of the bank’s security cabin until she gave him her number. Funny guy, they’ve been friends for about…I think eight months now. Titi didn’t agree for him until like last month. She wanted to take her time to develop herself, as she put it,  before going into a relationship. She’s at peace and she’s happy.”

“Interesting. Nosa …He better not be messing around.”

“Ehen, Big Brother Daniel.” Winnie teased. “He’s a good guy jor and he’s a committed Christian. I even thought he might bolt when she told him about Ireoluwa, but he didn’t. She’s told him everything about her family, her past life before she found Christ. She’s really lucky, no sorry, blessed to have met a guy like him.”

“What about her family? Her dad? I know I’m asking a lot of questions. Just indulge me”

“You have kuku turned me to Minister on Titi affairs now. Well, no happenings on that front. They aren’t speaking. She is still estranged from her family.”

“Her aunt too?”

“Except her aunt.”

“This is where you two are hiding?”  Daniel and Winnie were startled on hearing Titi’s voice.

“We’re just catching up,” Daniel answered, a nervous smile on his face.

“Well, you two should come and have some fun with the kids. You can catch up later,” Titi said loading a basket with PET bottled drinks from the frigde.

“Let me help you with that.” Winnie took the basket from her and left the kitchen.

“Beautiful daughter, she looks like you,” Daniel said just as Winnie left. He didn’t want any awkward silence.

“Thank you. Before you ask, I did plan to tell you then when I was ready. But…’’

“I understand.”

“So how’s work? Winnie told me you are always travelling all over the country.” Winnie asked, looking to make small talk.

“Yes, I’ve just been transferred to port Harcourt. I’d be leaving next week.”

“Ajala Travel all over Nigeria.”

They both chuckled.

“I’m really happy for you, Titi. You’re glowing.’’

“I’m happy.’’

“I can understand that things aren’t going to be as before but if you ever need my help I’m here.” He said then he quickly added.  “Don’t roll your eyes.”

Titi laughed because she had just  restrained  the urge to roll her eyes.

A voice called from outside, “Where’s the mother of the celebrant? It’s time to cut the cake, before Ire will destroy the icing oh.”

Titi shook her head and smiled, a sweet satisfied smile, “that’s my call. Come, let’s go take some pictures so that you and Winnie can “catch up” afterwards.”

Daniel smiled to himself, “Alright.”

For I know the thoughts and plans that I have towards you, says the lord, thoughts and plans for welfare and peace and not for evil to give you hope in your final outcome- Jer 29:11 AMP.

Intepretations(not necessarily literal).
E mi o r’aye gbogbo eleyii- I don’t have time for this.

Ejo, ema binu. Omode l’on se. – Please don’t be angry. She’s Just being a child.


ki lo se le?- What happened?

O ti su mi- I’m fed up.

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Winnie stepped aside from the doorway; Daniel rubbed the soles of his shoes against the welcome mat and entered the apartment. Winnie bolted the door behind him asked him to take a seat.

“I’ll go get Titi for you,” she said with the hint of a smile.

Instead of going to get her like she said, Winnie stood at the entrance of the passageway and yelled, “TITI! TITIIIIIII! ” -She paused as though waiting for a reply, after getting none, she yelled even louder, “YOU HAVE A VISITOR OH!”

She excused herself and disappeared through a door in the dining room. The dining area was just beside the sitting room but was separated from it by a decorative arch.

Daniel sat down and adjusted his jacket; he briefly contemplated whether to leave it on or take it off. He settled for the former. He surveyed his surroundings. The décor brought the taste of super two lemon cookies to his mouth. The walls were painted in lemon, and the chairs were covered with cream faux leather. The curtains were a shade of green that he didn’t know. He took in a long sip of air and exhaled in an attempt to slow down his heart rate. Feeling he was seated too comfortably, he moved to the edge of the sofa and rested his elbows on his knees. He glanced at his wristwatch again. Just then, he heard footsteps approaching and looked up. His eyes met with Titi’s and his breath caught. She was looking more beautiful than he remembered. She was dressed in snug red T-shirt and blue denim and her hair has pulled back in a ponytail. He liked her this way, fresh faced.  Unlike last night, he thought.

“Hi,” he stood and extended his right arm in a handshake.

“Hi,” she replied, ignoring his outstretched arm.  He slowly let his arm fall to his side.

“Aren’t you guys going to sit?”  Winnie had reappeared holding a tray containing a bottle of water, a can of malt and a glass.

“Oh. You really didn’t have to bother,” Daniel said eyeing the bottle of cold water; his throat was suddenly feeling parched.
Titi sat down, Daniel occupied the adjacent seat. Winnie placed the tray on a stool beside Daniel.

“Well, let me introduce myself. I’m Winifred, Winnie for short.”
“I’m Daniel, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

They shook hands. Winnie excused herself and this time disappeared in to the passageway, leaving Daniel and Titilayo together in the sitting room. Daniel took a minute to collect his thoughts before speaking up.

“Hi again,” he cleared his throat, reached for the bottle of water, poured some in a glass and took a long drink then continued. “I was hoping I could take you out for lunch and we could, you know, talk.”

“I don’t think that would be necessary, I’ve already had lunch,” She lied. “Besides, I’m not in the mood to go out.”

“As you please.” 

Winnie reappeared again, this time carrying an extra-large handbag, the current fad among the ladies.

“Sorry guys, you’d have to excuse me, I’m heading out. Nice meeting you again, Daniel. See you in a few, Titi.” She winked at Titi and went out the front door.

Daniel stretched his legs a little and undid the first button of his shirt and took another drink from his glass, all the while conscious of Titi’s eyes following his every move.

“I wouldn’t like to waste your time. I’d go straight to why I’m here.” 
He slid forward in her direction, as far as he could without falling off the edge of the sofa. He unconsciously furrowed his brow and narrowed his eyes. Titi recognised the look, the “I-am-about-to-get-serious-now” look. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

“Titilayo, I want to sincerely apologize to you.  I’m sorry for the way my actions made you feel.” His eyes softened. “Titi, you deserve more than apology. If there is more I could do to make you see how terribly sorry I am, I would do it in a heartbeat. I know I have hurt you, and I know it seems selfish of me to ask this; but please I want to let go of any hurt I may have caused you. I want you to please believe me. It was never at any point, and I mean it, never my intention to hurt you.”

Titi just stared at him, biting on her inner lower lip, so that she could let him finish speaking.

He looked at her but he couldn’t look directly into her eyes. “Titi, I know I should have come to you sooner, but I needed to sort my feelings out and quite frankly I was scared. We, men, can be scared too. I miss the beautiful friendship we had; I’m bombarded by memories every day. I miss you but I had to end our friendship. Maybe a different approach would have been better, I don’t know. I hope that in time you would be able to see that it was for the best. I’m sincerely sorry.”

By now, Titi could taste blood. Literally. She tried her best to look calm even though she felt like a volcano on about to erupt.

“Titilayo, please don’t let my actions permanently colour your perception of men. I sincerely hope it hasn’t affected your faith because that it is my major concern. Please don’t let the actions of a flawed man like me hinder your walk with God. Please.” Daniel pleaded, his eyes glistening with tears he was trying to hold back.

He exhaled audibly, “I’m sermonizing. Please say something.” He searched her eyes if he could have inkling as to what was going on in her mind. They were hostile. He mentally braced himself for a verbal onslaught.

Eventually she spoke, her voice was soft, almost a whisper.

“Are you through?”

“Yes. I know you have something to say. Whatever is on your mind, say it.”

She smiled a bitter smile. “You know, I had pictured how this scene would go down in my head like a thousand and one times. Yester night, I was too shocked and unprepared to have your time. Between then and now I had prepared what I was going to say to you, but after listening to you, I see that you aren’t even worth my saliva. The most Reverend Brother Daniel only came to salve his conscience.” She stood up, “you can leave now.  I have nothing to say to you.”

“Titi, don’t be like that.” He coaxed.

The volcano erupted.
“Don’t be like how? Ehn! Tell me, don’t be like how?  Like the selfish bastard that you are? Or the lying hypocrite that you are? Was I not sitting jeje, minding my own business, when you came along with your sweet words and silly promises? Did I beg you?!’’ she hissed, a long drawn out hiss. “I don’t blame you, I blame myself oh. I should have shut you out like I did to the rest. Didn’t I say you were all the same? Am I not right at the end of the day?” Titi did not hide the mocking in her voice.

Daniel winced; he thought he had prepared himself for whatever she would say. It still hurt nonetheless. He tried to blank out, to make her words inaudible. He slowly lifted his head and looked up at her. Her eyes were bulging with rage. He had never seen her so angry.

‘‘Look at this clown, sitting down there talking about how he didn’t mean to hurt me. You know, out of all those guys, you, Daniel, did the worst damage. Want to know why?  I knew that most of them just liked me for my beauty, and the sex and oh and my father’s money. But you, I thought you really liked me for me. With you, I felt special, I felt safe.”  Her voice broke from the weight of emotion she was feeling. 
“I wanted to be better for you. I really reaaally liked you. You had my heart Daniel, but instead of caring for it like I thought you would, you ripped out of me and left me bleeding. Worst of all you didn’t even look back.”

“Titi. . . I had no idea. But we were just . . .”

She blinked away the tears that where blurring her vision. “Why? That’s the question that has plagued me the most all this time. Daniel, why did you just forsake me like, like a dirty washrag? Because of a kiss? But you started it. Was it that bad? Am I not good enough for you? I’m giving you a chance to explain, make me understand.”

Daniel ran his fingers through his hair. He knew this was not the time to be macho. He had to be honest about his feelings, then and now, with her.

“Titi, please sit.”

She took a moment to consider and then she sat.

“Let me be totally honest with you. I loved you Titi,  like my sister.  You were my friend and I really enjoyed being with you. I began to get attracted to you, physically, I mean look at you. Problem is, that part wasn’t meant to happen.  I thought I could handle it, but the more I fought it, the stronger it became. My mind was in turmoil. I tried avoiding you, but I could never do it for long. That kiss wasn’t supposed to happen. It just wasn’t. Oh, it wasn’t bad at aaaall, believe me, but that kiss was like Pandora’s Box.  I knew from that moment on that if I didn’t get my act together I would do something I would regret.  I made a vow of sexual purity to God. I also would never forgive myself if I took advantage of you.  Never! I did what I considered and I know is honourable. It was terribly difficult for me but I knew I had to stay away from you for some time. I didn’t explain to you then because I wasn’t sure you would understand and because I was scared my resolve would weaken. I did what I did because I am your friend. I made a promise to you; to be your friend no strings attached; and not to hurt you like those other guys did.  I wanted to keep my promise.”

“But you hurt me still.” Her voice was soft again, like that of a little whimpering child. It seared through Daniel’s heart.

“Titi, I respect you, and that means I respect your body too. I was afraid of what might happen.”
“You could have told me no matter how awkward it would have been. You should have told. You thought I wouldn’t understand? Or give you space and time you needed. Is that how low you think of me?”

Daniel wanted to shout, would you stop jumping to incorrect conclusions! Instead he sighed, exasperated. “I was going to explain to you later, but your number wasn’t going, Whatsapp, Facebook and Twitter were a dead end too. Your aunt gave me the cold shoulder for a very long time too.”

“Oh, I changed my number, blocked you on the other three platforms.”

No one said anything for some minutes.

“I admit, I feel guilty. I feel like I’m one of the reasons you moved out here. When I stopped seeing you in church, I was bothered. I asked around and was told that you had left town but no one knew where.”  He paused, “Why?”

Titi saw the look in his eyes, he cares. She felt some of her anger slipping away.  No!  She needed that anger; she tried to hold on to it. She couldn’t. Another emotion replaced it. Sadness.

“I wanted to get away from it all: my family, my fake friends, the church, everything. I got tired of people judging me, people who don’t know shit about me, and no I’m not being paranoid.  You heard some of the gossip.”

“People will always talk. It doesn’t matter. What matters now is your future and what you plan to make of it.”

“Thank you Daniel.  I’ve heard what you had to say. I don’t know what you expect from me or where we are to go from here. I’ve got a life here now; I don’t need you shaking things up. Thank you again. If there is nothing more to discuss, I would like to be alone now.

“Thanks for your time. I’ll show myself out.” He stood and walked out the door.

As soon as Daniel got into the car, he rested his head on the steering and muttered a prayer. He took his phone out of his pocket and dialled a number. It rang twice before he heard the connecting tone.

“How did it go?” The voice on the other end asked

“I really don’t know.  She’s angry.” He answered

“You sound very sad. Give her time. Let’s see how it goes.”

“Thank you. Thank you for your help.”

“It’s alright.”

“Please, please can you just help me reach out to her?”

“You don’t have to tell me. What’s next for you?”

“I don’t think I want to hang around. Like you said she needs time. I’ll just head to my hotel and pack my stuff.” Daniel looked at his wristwatch. “I can still make to Ibadan today.”

“Why don’t you wait till tomorrow? You shouldn’t be driving on the express with your state of mind.”

“You are probably right.”

“I know I’m right.”

“Thank you again I’m so grateful. Bye.”

Titi sat in the sitting room, lost in her thoughts, replaying her conversation with Daniel in her head. She let her mind drift back to the last conversation she had had with her father, the Chief, almost everyone called him Chief. She could see him in her mind’s eye, his face scrunched up in fury, his eyes filled with disdain as he barked at her. “No daughter of mine is going to raise a bastard under my nose! You hear me!”

Hi guys! I decided I would like to end this series today. I’d be putting up the Finale in a couple of hours.
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The first thing Titilayo felt, just as her eyelids slowly fluttered open, was the thumping in her head. She clumsily rolled out of bed and tottered over to the windows to release the drapes. The sunlight filtering in through the windows was too bright for her.  The darkness eased her irritation a little but the thumping seemed to get worse; in fact it seemed to have become audible. She wondered how that was possible. The realization hit her just a moment before she became fully alert. Her eyes widened as she took in a sharp breath, “Winnie,” she muttered under her breath.

Titilayo marched into the kitchen and found Winnie, sweating profusely, armed with a pestle, rhythmically attacking the yam inside a wooden mortar. Winnie was so engrossed in pounding she didn’t notice Titi. After standing at the kitchen doorway for a few moments without Winnie acknowledging her presence, Titi cleared her throat as loudly as she could. Winnie looked up in surprise to find Titi glaring at her, a nasty scowl on her face. Winnie took in her totally dishevelled appearance from her tousled hair to her face smeared with whitish night cream to the Ankara wrapper tied sloppily across her chest over her baby pink night dress. Winnie smiled and greeted her, “Hey Sleeping Ugly.”

Titi replied with a grunt, walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of cold water.

“You might want to interpret that into English for me.” Winnie said while slowly rotating the pestle in the mortar.

Titi turned towards her, deadpan, “Seems like you have a death wish this morning. Should I stab you, shoot you or strangle you?” 

“It’s never that serious babe.” Winnie said, wiping the sweat from her brow and bending to scoop out the steaming, white, fluffy pounded yam into a bright orange cooler.

“Oh, but it is. Why choose to pound yam today of all days, if not to torture me with the pounding?”

Winnie shook her head and smiled, “Hian! I’m sha done”, she set the cooler on the dark marble counter with both hands, “see?”

“Are we having guests?” Titi asked as she opened the fridge again in search of something.

“Nope, just been craving poundi for some time now.”

“See my point? I wake up feeling like my head is about to explode and here you are pounding in sync to the thumping in my head all because of a yeye craving.” Titi shut the fridge and began searching the kitchen shelves.

“Pele.” Winnie said as she turned her attention to the pot on the gas cooker. She stirred the Egusi soup in it with a soup ladle which she gingerly patted on her open palm; and then she licked the soup off. Satisfied, she replaced the lid of the pot and turned off cooker.

“Where’s that damn Panadol when you need it?” Titi was exasperated; her search had turned out futile.

Winnie pointed to the fridge, “On the tray on top of the fridge.”

“How did I miss that? Gosh, I’m so tired.” She popped two tablets from the blister pack and swallowed them with water.

Winnie moved over to the counter Titi was leaning against and leaned beside her. “So tell me, what happened last night?”

Titi looked straight at her, “I know you didn’t want me to go but I needed release from my pent up frustration.”

“Release? Hmmm,” Winnie nodded her head in mock understanding, “Couldn’t you talk to me or anyone else; or listen to music; or go to the gym? I don’t see how clubbing releases tension oh.‘’

Titi laughed, “Go to the what? Gym? Don’t worry next time, I’d just follow you to church. That’s true oh, no church for you today?”

“Auntie, its 1:34pm, I was home over an hour ago.” Winnie replied coolly, showing Titi the time on her phone.

Titi straightened up immediately, “Shit! Daniel would be here in an hour.”


“He’s a friend from before; he came to find me at the club yesterday, weird huh? He eventually dropped me off too. You can lower your brows now.”

“Dude in the silver Mazda?” Winnie smiled knowingly

“Yeah, wait, how did you…? You were only pretending?” Titi narrowed her eyes at Winnie.

“I was waiting up for you and your number wasn’t going through. I eventually snoozed off on the sofa, but I heard when a car pulled up to the gate. I even wanted to serve you a query there and then but then I saw face and all so I pretended to be asleep. So you wanna talk about it?”

Titi leaned back againt the kitchen counter, suddenly she had a distant look in her eyes. “Daniel,” she said with a sigh. “He was a guy I knew back at home, after I left my parents’ and moved in with my aunt.” She paused to take a gulp of water.

“We met in my aunt’s church; he’s the son of one of the Deacons. You know how you meet a stranger you just click instantly,” Titi snapped her fingers as she said click, “It surprised me oh, ’cause I had become extremely wary of guys at that time. I don’t know how he did it, but we got along so well he became sort of my best friend.”

“Look at you, smiling and all, you liiiiiked him.” Winnie gave Titi a playful nudge. 

Titi blushed,  “Eeeh..he was nice to me, so, em whats that word now, yeah, chivalrous and he wasn’t bad looking either with those his Sean Connery eyebrows and intimidating height. He was different from all the nonsense guys I had been close to or been with. But I was in friend zone, more like sister-in- lord zone.”

Winnie tried to smother a giggle but failed. Titi threw her a dirty look.

“Anyway, I really wanted more than anything for us to be more than just friends. The day I told him about my past sexual relationship; all the hurt and abuse I had faced in some of them and how they had affected me, that night he sent me a text. I still know the words by heart. He wrote
Miss Titilayo Akinwumni, Precious daughter of God,
Here’s what I promise,
I promise to introduce you to God’s love, because it heals and human love is so flawed
I promise to be your friend, no strings or ropes attached.
I promise to not to hurt you like those guys did
To help you as much as lies within my power to be the best you can be.
So help me God.”

“Aww, so sweet.” Winnie gushed

“Yeah right”, Titi’s expression darkened.
“One day like that he came to see me in my aunt’s house. We were in the parlour alone, talking and laughing; next thing I know, Daniel’s lips are on mine, I was shocked at first but I gave in. Then he abruptly broke off from the kiss. We stared at each other in uncomfortable silence. He stood, hurriedly said he was sorry several times and ran out while trying to hide the signs of his arousal. He just left me there stunned and trying to process the implication of what had just happened.”


“Yeah, wow.  I haven’t even gotten to the worst part. He sent me a text saying that it was best we kept our distance for a while. I was like, stay apart? Because we kissed? And how long was a while? Winnie, after that day, he refused to pick my calls or reply messages. He ignored my whatsapp messages and he would be online oh. He eventually blocked on whatsapp and on Facebook. Who gets blocked on Facebook?”

“But didn’t you guys run into each other in church?”

“Ha! Brother Daniel avoided me like a plague, wouldn’t even look at me. If our eyes jam by mistake in church, he’d just sharply throway  face. After a while I gave up. I had tried my best. Since he had fashi-ed my side, I decided I wouldn’t try to beg again. I had already let go of pride enough. Winnie, I had never felt so hurt in my life. Ah, it paaained me. Then out of the blue, Daniel shows up at the club night. He wants to talk.  Now?  After how many months?’’ Titi hissed

“So, that’s why he’s coming today?”


“Are you going to tell him why you left IB?”

“Well, for a chance to start my life over.”

“No, the main reason.”

“I don’t know if I’m ready to.”

“Does he know about her at all?”

“No, I didn’t tell him.”

“Thought you guys talked about everything?”

“Yeah, never quite got to that part.”
“So would you?”

“Winnie stop hounding me, it’s my business not yours.” Titi snapped.

“Ah, sorry madam.”

“I’m sorry, it’s the damn headache” she took another gulp of water and threw the bottle in the trash can.

“Hope you feel better before he comes, else I won’t envy him at all.  Oya, it’s almost 2 O’clock. Go and clean up and brush that hair well abeg, be looking like ayamatanga.”

“Gerrout.” Titi laughed as she exited the kitchen.
At around 2:30pm, the doorbell to the apartment Winnie and Titi shared rang. Winnie was lying on the sofa watching T.V, on hearing the doorbell ring; she jumped up quickly straightened up the sitting room, switched off the T.V and smoothened out her floral gown as she went to unlock the door. She already had a very good idea of who it might be so she didn’t bother to ask for an identity. Instead, she swung the door open to reveal a young man standing at the doorway wearing a black jacket over a black shirt and grey trousers with shiny black shoes.

“Good afternoon,” he cleared his throat, “I am Daniel Onifade. I’m here to see Miss Titilayo Akinwunmi.”

Winnie grinned, “Come in, she’s expecting you.”

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