Ohwofasa_Emonena

Amara Igho has spent years building a quiet life abroad—structured, predictable, and far away from the chaos of her past. But when her cold, demanding boss assigns her to pick up a VIP client from the airport, one wrong name flips her life upside down.

Kian Adewale is charming, arrogant, and definitely not the man Amara was sent to retrieve. Yet he plays along—and she doesn’t realize the mistake until it’s too late. What begins as a simple error snowballs into a professional disaster when Kian unintentionally ruins her biggest project. Fired. Humiliated. Furious.

Back in Nigeria to mourn her father's sudden death, Amara is desperate to find stability. But fate isn't done with her yet—because Kian is there too. Older, even more infuriating, and now entangled in her personal world in ways she never imagined.

The past keeps pulling them apart. Their chemistry keeps pushing them closer.

As secrets unravel and old wounds resurface, Amara must confront the emotional walls she's built—and Kian must decide if love is worth fighting for, even when the odds are stacked against them.

Two broken souls. One unexpected connection.
Can unplanned hearts find a place to heal?

Unplanned Hearts

Morning crept into the apartment quietly. Elena stood in the kitchen, watching the coffee drip, the sound oddly grounding. It had been a long time since someone else was in her space—especially Aidan.

He emerged from the living room shirtless, his hair messy, a blanket slung around his shoulders like a makeshift cape. His eyes found hers, soft and cautious.

"I didn't snore, did I?" he asked with a crooked smile.

Elena shook her head, lips twitching. "You talk in your sleep, though. Something about mango gelato and betrayal."

He laughed, and for a fleeting moment, the awkwardness cracked. But as the coffee brewed, silence brewed with it too.

Over breakfast, she asked the question that had kept her awake all night. "What happens now, Aidan?"

He took a breath. "We rebuild. If you'll let me. But I won't push. I'll earn this."

"I don't even know who I am with you anymore," she admitted. "Before, it was chaos. Fire and smoke. I don't want that again."

"I don't either," he replied. "I want us to be… real. Quiet, honest, maybe even boring sometimes."

Elena stared into her mug. Could they really be that? Could two people with such a volatile past build something quiet?

Before she could answer, her phone buzzed. A message from her old boss—an invitation to rejoin the firm for a project in London. The irony of timing left her breathless.

"Is everything okay?" Aidan asked.

She looked up. "I've been offered something. A new beginning. But it's in another city."

His face didn't change. "Then we talk about it. Together."

She hadn't expected that. No guilt. No begging. Just… support.

"I'd walk beside you if you wanted. Or wait if you needed. But I'll never hold you back."

Her throat tightened. Maybe this was what healing looked like—not fairy tales, but someone choosing your freedom over their fear.

She reached across the table, took his hand. "Then let's figure it out."

Outside, the world spun on, unaware that two broken hearts had just taken one cautious step toward being whole.

Shadows Between Us