Caught in the moment Ch. 2 Ep. 12
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Caught in the moment Ch. 2 Ep. 12

By abfictionstories   3rd Aug 2018
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I was trying to figure out what to feel. Should I be happy that he still loves me? Does it even matter anymore?

“But we can't be together, because...”

I held up my hands to interrupt him. I’d heard enough. I couldn't fight the tears from falling.

“Alright David, I've heard you. I wish you the very best.”

I counted my steps towards the door, expecting him to at least call me back, but he didn't.

I bumped into Joanne as she made her way in;

"Bukky, are you ok?”

I tried to hide my face and quickly wiped off the tears.

“Yes, yes! I’m ok. I came by just to pass a message to David. I’ve got to go now.”

My lies weren’t too convincing, but she kept nodding her head to them like an Agama lizard.


“That’s ok,” she said smiling.

I felt her eyes on me till I was safely out of sight. I sighed a big relief. I went to Madam Clara’s room; she was deep asleep. I drew a stool closer to her bed and sat; within minutes, I was lost.


It was Jeremy. He handed me a white handkerchief to wipe my tears. He didn't even ask why I was crying; I guess he didn't care to know.

“Come here.”

He pulled me into his arms and hugged me; for the first time, his arms felt comforting.

“It's going to OK, Bukky. It will.”

I believed what he said.

“Have you eaten something?”

I shook my head in the negative. He insisted on cooking something for me; it was actually funny to imagine that. I cast my mind back to the days when David had to resort to cookbooks each time he tried to fix a meal for me. It was ridiculous, at the same time romantic. I quickly waved off his thoughts.

Madam Clara touched my hands; I turned to her immediately.

“What's wrong with you my child? You don't look happy.”

I told her everything, except that I failed to mention David as the culprit behind my pains and sorrows.

“Let him go! If he is meant for you, one way or the other, you would both end up together.”

Her words made me realise David was not worth my tears.

“Dinner is ready!” Jeremy said.

I laughed. It was really delicious.

The next day, I prepared for the competition as much as I could. I wore a backless light blue gown with an ankle strap heel. I arranged to take my portrait with Jeremy. He wore a Zoot suit and laced-up leather shoes when we got to the studio.

“You look beautiful,” he whispered.

I smiled and embraced him for the photoshoot, but he kissed me instead. I heard a thud; it was David. The glass of wine he was holding fell and spilled on the floor.

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