I hadn’t seen Tade but knowing how much the phone could expose my relationship with Mr. Mark, I knew I was busted.

I didn’t try to reach Tade because I didn’t know what had happened and how to handle it.

The next day was a Sunday and I couldn’t avoid seeing him at church. I could hardly sleep that night, I kept imagining what Tade could say or do. I couldn’t even cry.

The next morning, I got up for church very reluctantly, anxious of how the day would go.

I got to church quite late and after the service when I saw Tade I expected a very furious and disappointing reaction.

He looked very indifferent. He greeted me casually with no tone of anger in his voice whatsoever.

I was confused, I knew it was one of three things;

Its either he didn’t answer my phone when Mr. Mark called or he had found out that I had been deceiving him and just giving that reaction because he might soon be breaking up with me anyway.

I didn’t know what to say. He handed me my phone telling me he found out I forgot it some hours after I left. I just collected my phone and thanked him.

I was tongue-tied.

Service ended and I went home, Tade had told me earlier that he would be visiting his uncle who just arrived from the UK in his hotel.

I went back to my room with thoughts running through my mind.

The next morning was a Monday, and I went to work as usual.

As I arrived at work, I was greeted with news of my boss’ promotion from branch to regional manager.

The regional manager had been fired a couple of weeks before for embezzling company funds. I went to his office and congratulated him on his elevation.

He invited everyone in the office for a promotional party he had organized to celebrate as he took another step in the ladder of his career.

I really didn’t think he should throw a party because of the issues surrounding his wife’s disappearance, but I couldn’t enforce my opinion so we had it his way.

On Friday evening, the day scheduled for the party, I went with Anita, the company’s receptionist while other staff members arrived in groups.

It was a minor get together party with drinks and cake. After about 9pm, everyone had gone to their house.

I was the last person to go because I wanted to bid my boss farewell before leaving. I told him I was on my way, then he asked me to quickly assist him in tidying up the place that was messed up as a result of the party, I was running late but I still offered to help. Then he told me to share drinks with him, we celebrated for some more time. The red-wine he served was my favorite so I took a lot of it until I was almost drunk.

It was getting really and instead of being on my way home, my boss and I were necking, cuddling and kissing. I was running late.

I checked the time, it was a few minutes past 11pm,. My boss explained that I couldn’t go home again that night because of the news of the incessant robbery attack in the area.

I had no choice but to stay for the night……………………….

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The brain behind Deedeesblog, Detola is a content writer, relationship coach, documentary photographer and Editor. Detola loves LOVE and believes that love is the greatest gift humans can give to one another. He coined the name thePhotoblogger after realizing how much he loves to tell visual stories of people and places. His vision is to document people living under $1 per day and places with tremendous potentials for investment opportunities. Deedeesblog is a platform of life and love documentary. Connect with Detola on admin@deedeesblog.com

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