LOVE? YA, THAT'S SO OBSESSION!

CHAPTER SIX*

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MILLICENT'S POV

The day I have anxiously been waiting for is finally here, the day my family looked forward to even before I began life, my mom most especially is too excited which feels kind of awkward.

It places me in wary of what's behind the excitement, I am obviously not the first to get married but somehow the first carrier of her problems... So is she happily sending me off to save her troubles or just the fact that I'm being glorified too?

Everyone is happy for me though... The supports and love I'm receiving from my babes are enough to make me smile at this day, and the fact that I'm marrying "my trouble" as Nancy would put it.

We are all flawed but I believe the most flawed will learn to change as time goes by. Theo may not be a distant close to perfect, but the fact that we've endured a lot together and understand each other, I believe will push him a little closer to who he's planning to be to me.

It is technically my obligation to help him change, we have been together for a long time now and, I know he will achieve that aim.

I'm few hours closer to walking down the aisle, thanks to my make up artist... Sandra, I am confident, my beloved will easily recognize me among many, not forgetting my photoshoots coming out perfectly.

I looked to my left to see Efya's gaze actively burning my skin while in a daze and subconsciously caressing her phone.

I called out to her twice before Nancy yelled at her, "hey try staying outta your coffin for a moment girl? Hah! Which unlucky guy will think of staying with you in there?" She rebuked in the way she does best, as we all snickered.

Efya is known for killing every living sound in the atmosphere, seriously it is always as if she is not around, she's not bad with oral communication, but not as excellent as with writing, who finds interest in that anyway? Save for those good at reading.

"Girl what is wrong with you? Isn't it too early for that?" I questioned as she handed out her phone to Nancy?

"Someone left his contact in my DM, he is the only one who did that among the others!" She detailed, looking confused. "Why will a white guy be using a Ghanaian number? Isn't that a bit suspicious?" She added baring the source of her confusion.

"Told ya! It is definitely a fake account, or he could be..." Sandra was cut off almost immediately by Nancy's discovery.

"Uh! Girl... He's not fake, look at his posts and about? I believe he's got some business going on here? Damn he is super cute, see that! It's kinda lame for him to give out, who cares anyway?" She handed the phone over to me as I took notice of his appearance.

Yeah he is quite handsome,"I like his hair!" Efya complemented for the first time placing us in wonder as we stared at her, serving her a plate of uncomfortable.

She cleared her throat and sat back, reverting her shot glance which met our gaze, "huh?" I asked dramatically as we laughed,"no... Wait oh! Did, did you just say that? About a guy, or did no one hear anything like that from her?" Sandra expressed her astonishment.

"It is nothing surprising, I... I write that everyday!" She spoke up clearing her throat again, "if you'd be supportive enough to read just one of them, you will find out, give back my phone, will you!"

Nancy had already taken action, and placed it on speaker, the call was yet to push through though, she looked a lot tense than she has ever been, oh my God! Is she ever going to get married one day huh?

Seems my wedding needs to be postponed, she's quite stealing through my show. Fortunately he picked up whiles answering back at someone with a bizarre language,"warte im auto, ich habe vergessen,etwas auszuwählen... Hello... Hello?" Nancy and Sandra gasped as I cupped their lips.

His accent is rightly foreign, and he's got a nice voice I must say, Nancy handed the phone over to her and she quickly flew out of the room.

We looked at each other wandering how to hear more, my mom entered not pleased with the progress, forcing everything back in place.

EFYA GWENIBOAT'S POV

I took in breaths to release my visible nervousness and my shaking breath before uttering a word,"hel..hello!" But with all that, it still came out like I'm a learner.

"Yeah, who is this please?" Really, his voice is amazingly masculine, "um yeah! You left your contact in my DM You, you wanted me to call, right?" I found my lane as he took a moment to reply.

"Wow! Thanks for calling, but um! can I call you later? I've got something to take care of now huh?"

" Oh okay no... Problem!" I stuttered a little as I covered my jugular notch with my sweaty palm. I felt like a first timer at this. "Alright!, Expect my call okay! Bye!" He dropped the call as I bit my nail while wearing a pleasant smile, one secret none knows is that I have glossophobia

I feel like I'm about to experience a different side of life I should only imagine, a fantasy which is missing in my imaginations, and a flip over of what I really considered my reality.

I ordered my steps back not forgetting how those hungry itchy six ears will pounce on me for a gossip. I opened the door and no one was there, could the program have started in that short period?

I hurriedly caught up with them, it seems the gossip will be placed on hold now, I reluctantly placed my phone off as we neared the church, my gaze fell on the nice faced guy from yesterday, as he reverted his eyes after a while of noticing me.

Apparently, he is one of the groom's best men, the event carried on as we successfully witnessed the union of our babe, after which the refreshment took ample time also.

Close to dark, I decided to go home rather than sleep over again, basically trying to prevent them from listening in to my conversations.

I'm that kind of person, I am principled with things that demands it, privacy is just the word in itself, I can only let you in on the little I can give away, besides there is a new tenant I am yet to introduce to the other tenants.

Someone like Anita is likely to turn my failure at that into a court case, she's a pain, really, a big fat one.