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She flashed back to the first time he called her "Nnem", a borrowed term of endearment from her tribe meaning "Mother".
That night he said she was his soul mate, the mother of his children. That night he promised to never leave and said he wanted to spend the rest of his life making her happy.
More memories flooded back to her and all of a sudden she felt lightheaded. Taking one more deep breath, she turned to face him.
"Demola?" Nneoma whispered not trusting her voice to conceal the fact that she was on the verge of tears.
A smile tugged at her quivering lips as she let herself be pulled into the arms of her past. The arms that at one point in her life served as her shelter from the world. She breathed in the heady scent of his cologne and willed herself not to lose it as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Nnem, it's really you!" he gasped squeezing tighter not wanting this moment to end "Please tell me I'm not dreaming"
After taking one more breath, Nneoma pulled away, begging her knees to cooperate.
She looked up at him searching his face..."Demola" she thought "he looked older, but it was him".
He had the same optimistic eyes and THAT smile and THOSE dimples.
"Um" Nneoma starts "I..."
"I'm sorry" Demola interrupts "I'm so sorry, I know I don't deserve it but if you're not busy can we talk? I want to explain."
"Actually Demola, I have a pretty busy day" She explains
"Please, I know you don't believe in fate but what are the odds? It's been 6 years. Give me 30 minutes." He says holding her hand
"I have an appointment, I'm actually late..I'm sorry I can't"
"I'll wait, I'll wait here or I can come with you" Demola pleaded
Nneoma glanced at her Blackberry and then at Demola trying to decide whether or not to tell him.
"Well, I'm on my way to the florist and after that I have a fitting for my wedding dress" She says
"Oh" he replies, his voice dropping down to almost a whisper "um..congratulations"
"Thanks" She says extracting her hand from his grip “He's a great guy... We've been through a lot together. He saw me through some difficult years...like when you vanished into thin air and nobody would tell me what had happened..."
Demola winced knowing that this wasn't going to be easy but he was determined to try and reach her "I'm sorry, please let me explain"
Every logical thought in her head told her to walk away but she knew that she would spend the rest of her life wondering.
"I have some time after my dress fitting, maybe we can meet up an talk at 2?"..she offered
"2pm at Cafe Intermezzo?" asks Demola
"Sure..see you then" Nneoma says as she turned around and walked away.
Demola winced knowing that this wasn't going to be easy but he was determined to try and reach her "I'm sorry, please let me explain"
Every logical thought in her head told her to walk away but she knew that she would spend the rest of her life wondering.
"I have some time after my dress fitting, maybe we can meet up an talk at 2?"..she offered
"2pm at Cafe Intermezzo?" asks Demola
"Sure..see you then" Nneoma says as she turned around and walked away.
