So I began seeing him in private. I didn't have the courage to tell her about it but I continued being the dotting best friend. I set my priority and Omolara was at the top of the list, even before myself.

After a while, I felt guilty for having to keep him a secrete from her, we were getting married soon as he had proposed that night, and I need my chief bride's maid. So I arranged a meeting at a restaurant where I was going to introduce them.

She walked towards us, smiling at me that she hadn't seen the block on the floor causing her to trip, but Ayomide had quickly come to her rescue by holding her.

This was the part where she was supposed to scream slapping his hands away as she hyperventilate.

But she didn't.

Instead, she leaned into his touch. She felt safe, but in the arms of my angel.

...To be continued

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