When the gateman walked in to tell Lara that a letter had been delivered for her, she was at the breakfast table.
She carefully opened the letter and read it aloud.
‘May the highest God's peace be upon you. What's the state of your husband's health? I hope everything is fine with you.
I had a revelation about you last night, and I'm not sure if it was a dream or a warning.
You just have to be careful how you go about things because you're surrounded by unfriendly people.
There is danger on the horizon. May the Lord see you through. Amen.
Pastor Wilson
She read it again and again, trying to figure out what message he was trying to convey.
Danger? Friends who aren't friendly?
Shivers ran up and down her spine.
“God see me through o,” she prayed as she placed her hands together in prayer.
Friends who aren't friendly? She pondered. Only Deji is one of her few buddies.
Is it possible that it's Deji? It's not possible!
“However, Deji has been acting strangely lately!” She screamed her disagreement.
She's been investigating Tony with strange questions!
She moaned aloud, “Hmm!”
Her phone beeped just then. Deji's text is underneath. ‘Hello, bestie!
I'll be out of town, so I won't be able to join you for dinner with Tony as scheduled.
Please accept my sincere apologies. When Tony returns, please give him my best wishes.”
“You're talking about the devil!” As she read the sentence, Lara exclaimed.
With a shake of her head, she expressed her skepticism.
Deji is definitely up to something; why would she travel when she knows Tony will return that evening?
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As she leaned against the automobile that had transported them, Lara changed and redressed her dress for the sixteenth time.
Her mother-in-law provided her with make-up for the event.
She shook her head and looked at her sapphire wristwatch.
She was perplexed as to what was keeping Tony away after their flight had landed twenty minutes before.
“Why is Tony taking so long to get here, na?” As she shuffled from one foot to the other, Amara grumbled.
“Perhaps something significant.” Lara made a remark.
“Hmm,” she murmured .
“Perhaps he's shy!” with a mischievous smile, she proposed once more
“Shy? Tony doesn't have that distinctive o!” Amara burst out laughing.
As their eyes roamed the airport landscape, they were both silent.
Then it happened....
“Holy Majolly!” exclaims Amara. Amara was ecstatic.
“What?” Lara had inquired.
“Don't look back!” Amara attempted to restrain her. Lara's gaze swung left and right, then she spun around, and everything around her froze...
Tony was at the far end of the room, his arm encircled by Sophia's as they kissed 'passionately.'
Lara closed her eyes for a brief minute before reopening them; what she saw was true!
Her eyesight began to blur as she began to inhale and exhale rapidly.
Tony noticed them, pushed Sophia away, and dashed over to them.
Lara noticed him approaching on his own two feet, no longer in his wheelchair.
She wished he'd never gotten well.
She yearned for... Slowly, she began to sag.
“Lara…” As she tried to hold her, Amara said hesitantly.
She did, however, pass out.