Chibuzor's grandparents shared quiet smiles of relief. With her by his side, Chibuzor wouldn't have to shoulder everything alone. She carried the weight of wisdom and calm, the embodiment of "Two are better than one."
"That's great, dear. I'm happy you feel that way," his grandmother said warmly, her eyes glinting with satisfaction.
Ndidi, however, forced a tight smile, hiding her irritation. Every word from Olaedo felt like a personal slight, a rebuke she hadn't expected. Her jealousy simmered quietly beneath the surface.
Ifeoma, on the other hand, wore her frustration openly. Her face betrayed a storm of disbelief and anger.
Could they really love each other? Could they truly be happy? she wondered, voiceless.
No. That's impossible. Chibuzor loves Adaugo. He always has.
