Epilogue

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Sira P. Kanté
NEW YORK, NEW YORK
May 13, 2016

"I have a few words to say." Danielle stated speaking into the microphone.

"So my best friend Sira is now an official model for T Banks foundation of modeling and I'm so proud of her. It's only been a few weeks that I have known her and I'm proud to call her my best friend. I haven't been able to actually give someone a title as such. But Sira is different and that's what makes her attract to me. I love you baby girl may you forever reign."

I sent her kisses from my chair. I sent in between Tyra and my new lawyer.

They began to play Pana, and you know this is my song.

Folake, gimme love oh
Na you dey catchi my shot oh
For your sake, I no go charge oh
We go drive around for my Porsche oh
Baby, Pana
They say you like wahala oh
Eh, I getti wahala oh
Baby, Pana
Anywhere that you go
I go follow you dey go
Baby, Pana
They say you like cassava
I getti big cassava
Baby, Pana
My love for you will never die, will never die

I whined my hips to the song. "Yess this my shit." I laughed an danced along with Danielle. "Get it sis." She laughed along with me.

One minute I was dancing, the next minute the time started to go by slow. I looked towards the door and saw Dominic walking in.

He saw me and rushed over picking me up, twirling in a circle. "I missed you so much." He smashed his lips on mine.

"I have always loved you Sira. Ever since I became friends with you back in the orphanage. It was just lady Elizabeth, who tried to separate us because she was a jealous old lady. Now it's my parents who kept me away. They think it's a sin to date a black woman, but I dont care I love you for you and not your skin complexion." He said wiping my tears away.

"I love you way more." I kissed his lips. "Will you be my girlfriend?" Nodded and went for another kiss but I heard, "Sira?" I looked up to see my mama, papa, and Muhammad.

 "Will you be my girlfriend?" Nodded and went for another kiss but I heard, "Sira?" I looked up to see my mama, papa, and Muhammad

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"Mama, papa, Muhammad, tu m'as manqué

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"Mama, papa, Muhammad, tu m'as manqué." (I missed you) I jumped out of Dominic's arms and jumped into theirs.

"Tu nous as manqué aussi ma belle fleur. " (we missed you too my beautiful flower) he cried. I cried into his arms. My family, I missed them so much.

"Muhammad tu as tellement grandi, tellement beau." (You have grown so much, so handsome)
Muhammad smiled and hugged me tight with tears coming from his eyes.

"je t'aime sira" (I love you Sira.)
"je t'aime Muhammad."

Best day ever!

I never knew something so beautiful can come together within a month.
The end

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