The sun was setting over the bustling streets of Lagos, casting a warm orange glow over the crowded market stalls. Amidst the chaos, a young woman named Adaeze navigated through the throngs of people with ease, her long braids bouncing behind her. She had just finished a long day at the office and was looking forward to unwinding with her favorite book at a nearby café.
As she turned a corner, she collided with a tall, handsome stranger, spilling her belongings onto the pavement. Apologetic, Adaeze bent down to gather her scattered items, her eyes locking onto the stranger's as he knelt beside her.
"I'm so sorry," they chimed in unison, their hands touching as they reached for the same item.
The stranger's piercing gaze held Adaeze's, and for a moment, time stood still....