First Dance

And for the first time in a long while, she hesitated, not out of anger, not out of pride, but out of the unfamiliar ache that swelled in her chest at the sight of his unguarded expression.

"You're forgiven," Nnenna said, surprising the three men.

"You're kidding!" Carl scoffed, clearly offended.

Somto clenched his fists, trying to suppress his irritation. He had been carefully steering Arthur away from discovering too much, yet fate seemed determined to throw every clue right in his face.

It was beyond frustrating. But no matter what, he would complete his mission, even if it meant going against fate itself.

Arthur, unfazed by their reactions, repeated his request, "May I accompany you for the first dance?" Now that he had been forgiven, he wasn't going to let the opportunity slip away.