The Meeting

"Hello... Is this seat taken?"
I looked up to see a familiar face standing above me.

"No, not at all, take a seat," I said with a smile at the corner of my lips.

"You still look as stunning as ever Thelma," he said returning my smile.

It was IK Nwobi, the man who had once ruled my fantasies.

Time to Exhale!

"Make me understand what you are trying to say," Arinze screamed with tears almost rolling down his eyes.
"Why are you doing this? To me, To us!"

Thelma ignored him, wishing she could disappear and avoid Arinze's mournful stare.
"Answer me dammit", he shouted, almost making her crawl out of her skin.