I alighted and headed towards the bakery. I was going to purchase four loaves of bread, four packets of milk, four packets of cookies and four swiss rolls. Yeah. My shopping wouldn't be complete if I didn't buy a cake.
No sooner had I reached the bakery than my phone started vibrating. I stared at the screen and frowned. Maxwell calling. I let it ring twice before answering.
“Hello,” I mumbled.
“Hello,” he said happily. “I’d like to thank you for your presents.”
I bit my lower lip and wondered what he would think of me if he came to read the letters or saw the photos I had kept alongside his presents. The photos were two. The first was of the two of us, smiling at each other.
It had been taken at Hope Academy by Anita when Maxwell had taken a break from painting. The second was of Maxwell, his high school son Joel Mwandawiro, my high school daughter Faith Mwanyumba and I, taken at the beach.
My phone had been used to take both photos and I had not sent them to Maxwell so I decided to print them instead. Two copies each. I kept mine in the bedroom to look at before sleeping and when I woke up.
The letters I had written would surely invoke a response in Maxwell. They were three.
Dearest Maxwell,
Hi sweetheart. I know it’s been long since we last saw each other, but my feelings for you haven’t changed. I still love you very deeply, with every fibre of my being. My body, heart and soul belong to you.
I am completely yours. No one has been able to replace you. I hope that I still hold a special place in your heart and that I forever will. You were my first love and I hope that you would be my last, I hope you never forget me.
Lots of love,
Sofia.
P.S. I’ll be forever grateful for your love. You made me happy and gave me strength.
Dear Max,
How are you sweetheart? I spoke with Erick yesterday and he told me that you’re staying with your cousin. I know you’ve always wanted to live an independent life, away from your pampering mother so that you can man up.
I want you to know that am so proud of you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. I’ve lost a part of me by losing you. I adore you and I wish we could both fight for our love. There is no other man for me. I want only you. Just know that you can always count on me.
With love,
S.
Dear M,
The love of my life. How do you do? I miss you so much. All these months we’ve been apart I haven’t stopped thinking about you. You’re in my thoughts and in my dreams. I hope you’ve been thinking about me too.
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Too Many Chances
Storie d'amoreSofia's family moves to a new place. There, she meets a handsome talented young artist. She and Maxwell fall in love, but so many people are against their relationship. Will the two of them fight for their love or will they give up? Will they always...
