Danny laid in bed on Tuesday evening, thinking of Lily. He recalled their last encounter at Oyinda’s house over the weekend, and remembered how she had looked beautiful in her black pencil skirt and pink lace blouse. Seeing her again had made him realise that he’d really fallen for her. He hadn’t intended to fall in love…but somehow he had.
Her response for him to stay away from her had really hurt. And her rejection of his proposal had cut him deep. He didn’t even know what had come over him when he had decided to propose. He figured that if she’d said yes, it would have bought him some time…and they would have figured out the rest from there. But it seemed that she was now lost to him forever.
But how? He couldn’t understand how she had slipped from his grasp. He knew when she’d kissed him that first night that he had her… He knew it. He knew when a woman was in love with him… He was expert at this game.
“It was Him. You didn’t stand a chance with her…” a shadow appeared by the doorway…