Chapter 2: The Engagement

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Yes. Back to earth we came. He and his fiancée took their seat beautifully at the high table where every body could see them.

Wait is he still staring at me. Yes he is. Why did Samson have to get a table so close to the high table. The only problem I don't want now is for Vanessa to see her fiance staring at me the whole time and smiling.

"How is everything so far Amy?" Samson asked me which made my mind leave Alfred for once. "Love it! Haven't been to any program like this in years or let's say never" I said. Wait am I disgracing myself. Ana where are you.

"Wow!" He said. "Yeah" I said. "Then you would love the wedding which you would get an important role since I am going to be the best man" he said. What! Best man. I am dead. "Yeah. When is the wedding?" I asked hoping it would be long enough to get a better character. "Don't know. Six months or one year" he said. Thank God.

"And about your job. What would you say if you were the personal secretary of Alfred?"
He suggested. "Personal what?" I asked. "Secretary or don't you want it?" He asked.

Should I accept. That guy has been like flirting with me for the past hour and its his engagement. But I need a job.

"Yes. I accept. Note. You will be going on trips with him. Hope you have no strings or responsibilities?" He asked. "If I did have I wouldn't be here" she answered. "Okay" he answered.

The party was going great and it go to the moment of what they call socialization. Never knew they did things like that at engagement parties. Samson held my hand as we went round to greet people. The question almost everyone asked him was "Is she your girlfriend?". I am like what?

I felt the urge to use the restroom badly. He let me go and I walked clueless not knowing where the restroom was but was going to it. I kept looking for the restroom and Alfred. Yes I was looking for Alfred and I didn't know why. Just then I found a door.

Glass doors lead to a restroom. Is this place where UN meetings are held.

I slid the door and entered. Then I saw a lot of oakwood doors and entered.

I was like what? It had everything a restroom in my neighbourhood will have but this time it was all for one room.

I pulled my dress up and peed afterwards flashing it. Then I washed my hand. And turned to leave. When I opened the door, someone pushed me back in and locked it. The person covered my mouth to prevent me from screaming.

After locking the door, he left me and the face I saw was that of



Sorry if this chapter was too short still practising how to write long chapters. Please remember to recommend and give feedbacks.

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