Long Awaited Apology

"I have to present them to you properly, not with the other guests still waiting to give theirs."

The murmurs in the hall exploded.

Gifts?

Lots of them?

Just how important was Nnenna to him?

Nnenna nodded in response, but Arthur stood by the side, watching the exchange with dissatisfaction.

If he had known…

If he had even suspected…

He never would have treated her so coldly at the hospital.

Fate had given him a chance, a chance to reunite with his childhood best friend, and he had squandered it.

"Nnenna."

His voice was gentle as he called her name.

"I also brought gifts for you. Even better than his, I'm sure."

But she didn't even glance at him.

She just looked away.

Because Arthur's wasn't the gift she wanted.

An apology should come before anything else.

And he hadn't given one.

Somto, standing beside them, clenched his fists.