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

Chapter 52

Femi's POV.

Tossing to the side of my bed, I finally got out of bed. I hoped I could sleep for a little longer, but the minute I checked the time on my alarm clock; I knew sleep had to wait.

The events of last night came flooding into my head, her voice - which sounded so free and cheerful - made my heart flip as I listened to her. She laughed, not once, not twice and not even thrice...but multiple times. I've grown so fond of her, so fond of her that all she said and did yesterday got her name on my mind, even as I slept. The temptation to call once more was very evident, and I tried so hard to resist it. I had work to get to and I'm sure she wouldn't want me disturbing her so early in the morning.

As I slipped out of bed, I did a stretch and a yawn found its way out of my mouth. Morning breath slammed my nostrils and I scrunched my nose in disgust, as I hurried into the bathroom to brush my teeth. Whilst brushing my teeth, I hummed a happy tune, feeling so happy and the reason behind such happiness? Unknown to me.

I had a good feeling about today, and I hoped everything would turn out fine. I silently hoped that work wouldn't be so difficult and as stressful as other days.

Finally done brushing my teeth, I walked into my walk-in closet to select an outfit for work. A black dress shirt and a purple suit jacket, were the first things I selected from the closet. A matching purple pantsuit and a white neck tie - alongside a pair of black dress shoes - were the next things I grabbed. I laid them all on the bed, placing the shoes on the floor, and walked into my bathroom to have a shower. It didn't take long before I was all dressed for work, I grabbed my briefcase and headed downstairs for breakfast.

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Chioma's POV.

An extensive yawn escaped my lips as I rubbed my sleepy eyes. I lazily reached for my phone, checking the time on my phone; I realized it was 6:30am and I immediately sprang out of bed. I had work today! Jeez, the last thing I wanted was to be late on my first day.

Seven missed calls from Amanda...

I groaned, she must've tried calling to check if I'd already woken up. I'm so not used to waking up this early, ugh!

I broke into a run, dashing into my bathroom an hurriedly brushing my teeth and taking my shower. In less than an hour, I was done with both things and standing before my wardrobe; ready to pick an outfit. A red skin-tight, V-neck shirt was the first thing I picked, next was a black pencil skirt and a pair of black Zara stilettos. For my make up, I applied some red hot lipstick on my lips and some eyeliner on my eyes, some foundation, nude eye shadow, mascara and a little blush.

Hurriedly, I ran over to the kitchen, grabbed two apples and sent Amanda a text, saying I'd like her to come pick me up now. In less than an hour, Amanda texted back saying she couldn't make it and had to leave for work early and was already at work.

Could this day get any cruddier?!

"Why is this happening?!" I yelled in frustration.

I had to get to work in less than an hour, with no idea how I'd get there without any transport. I couldn't drive, I've never taken any public transport all my life, and there's literally no one else in mind to...Femi!

I immediately reached for my phone in my black Prada purse, setting all pride aside, and immediately sent Femi a text saying I needed him to come pick me up.