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NNEKA’S DIARY XXXII

The Reception

It was a party—the kind where everyone dances, even the aunties who swear they don't.

My mother hugged me and whispered, "I'm proud of you, my daughter." Then she hugged Kunle and told him, "Please take care of my treasure."

Grace caught the bouquet, and I've never seen her look more horrified. "I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS!" she screamed.

Priscilla and Philip danced together like teenagers. Mrs. Chucks sat in a corner, watching everything with a satisfied smile.

Mary ran up to me halfway through the reception.

"Can I call you Mummy now?"

I bent down and said, "With pleasure, darling."

She hugged me so tight and whispered, "I love you, Mummy."

"I love you too, my baby."

Our First Official Dance

The MC announced the couple's dance. Kunle pulled me to the floor as the DJ played a slow song.

"Mrs. Kunle," he whispered, "how do you feel?"

I laughed. "Like I just signed my life away—wait, I already said that."

He laughed too. "You did. At the registry. And then you told me you were joking."

"I wasn't joking then. But I am now."

"So how do you really feel?"

I looked into his eyes, the eyes that had seen pain and healing. The eyes that looked at me like I was a miracle.

"Settled," I said. "Like I've finally arrived where I was always meant to be."

He pulled me closer. "That's exactly how I feel too."

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