𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚘 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚂𝚘𝚗 ||ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔢✓||

Chapter 36

Chioma's POV.

"How are you doing?" Amara asked as she finally let go of me, a smile grazing her lips.

"I'm fine, you?" I replied with a smile of my own.

"I'm fine" she smiled, turning attention to Femi and his parents, smiling as they watched us both.

"Good morning sir, good morning ma. Good morning Femi" she greeted.

"Good morning my dear, how are you doing?" Mr Omashola said.

"I'm fine sir" Amara replied.

"Morning" both Femi and his mom responded.

I could tell Amara was really happy to see me, I knew she had a lot of questions to ask but didn't because she didn't want to seem rude by asking right now. I wondered why she never called me after I got sent out of the house, I really wanted to ask her why she didn't but then again; I'm guilty of the same thing. I didn't call cause I didn't know how to face her, I knew calling her would make things really hard for me. It'd hurt me more cause I'd remember everything all over again. It's a complicated situation.

"Chioma!" I heard my mom yell with a wide smile grazing her lips. I saw dad slowly climb down the stairs alongside, his eyes fixed on mine and I could tell he was both happy and sad to see me.

"My baby!" Mom exclaimed as she hugged me and planted kisses on my cheeks. I was so happy to see her, so much that I teared up a bit. It had only been a day since I've been away but it feels like a whole year to me. I know I was away from home, in another country, studying Medicine but during the past few months and days I've spent in Nigeria and with my family, I got really attached. So much that leaving them once more hurt me to the marrows.

"How are you?" Mom asked, her voice holding a certain chirp to it. She couldn't resist showing of her pearly whites, neither could she contain her excitement, so much that she almost didn't notice Femi and his parents.

"I'm fine" I finally replied, fighting past the lump in my throat.

"You all are welcome. Good morning!" Mom finally greeted Femi's parents, giving his mom a hug.

"Good morning sir, good morning ma" Femi greeted my parents, his smile very evident and overwhelming.

"Morning!" They both chirped and mom went ahead to sit down on the couch opposite the one which we were currently seated.

Dad seemed expressionless, he barely made any more eye contact, but Amara occasionally did. She sat down on the couch next to ours, holding my hand reassuringly.

"What would you all want to have? Tea? Coffee? Water? Or juice?" Mom asked.

"No worries, we ate before coming. Thank you very much" Mrs Omashola replied, a polite smile stretching across her lips.

"Okay" Mom replied with a nod.

"So, what brings you here?" Dad finally spoke up, his voice firm yet gentle all at the same time.

"We..." Femi's dad said, clearing his throat. "We're here because of Chioma. We heard what happened and we know she was wrong by what she did. We agree she shouldn't have done that but we also plead on her behalf that you forgive her" he added and dad let out a sigh, rubbing his hands together.