SEKANI: Sean was done in less than fifteen minutes. I was surprised at the speed he used in getting dressed. Well, all he wore was a pair of tracksuits with something similar on top. "You didn't tell me you're their new coach," I mentioned to him the moment we slipped into the car. All geared up like this would have mothers mistaking you for their coach. "But I am not," He shrugged and laughed. "Today's a Saturday and our daughter has a match. I only dressed this way in the spirit of today's match. I'm sure other fathers would dress this way too." "Oh, they won't," I laughed. "And they're never at the girls' football matches." Sean frowned. "Are you serious?" I nodded. "Yes. They don't think their daughters are worth watching. So it's always the mothers attending. The fathers only ever attend when it's their sons playing." "Totally sexist and patriarchal but let's not say anything about it." He shrugged and shook his head, shutting the door before he revve
SEAN: Sekani could hide those emotions all she wanted but I could already tell that it affected her in ways I couldn't imagine. As much as she thought she was good at hiding whatever she felt, she was quite an open book when she was distracted and not looking. I could tell what she was thinking whenever she let her guard down which wasn't all the time. Well, the little I could hear from her was enough for me to know that this woman was an enigma. Mya ran out of a building, other girls behind her as they chattered loudly. Her eyes scanned the area and as soon as she saw us, her eyes widened and she broke into a sprint towards us, jumping over a large rock one of the coaches immediately grabbed from the way. "Mum! Dad!" She yelled over her voice and I took a step towards her and crouched to the floor before catching her by the arm and lifting her in the air. Her tiny arms tightened around my neck and she pressed her lips into my cheek before pulling away giggling.
SEKANI: "I am her husband." Yvonne, the dark-haired mother of twins stared at me in surprise. Of course, she had to be. She was one of the women who heralded the fact of me not having a husband and probably paying men to sleep with me all thanks to the infinite money I had to splurge on such luxuries. I didn't even make a move to say anything to them. Sean seemed like the type to actually steer people when it came to conversations like this so I left it all to him. "Oh," Shannon replied, nodding her head. "We had no idea she had gotten married." "I heard," Yvonne nodded. "It was on the news but I didn't take it seriously. Wow, it's actually true. She really settled with someone. We all thought you were the type who didn't depend on a man." "Oh, no," Sean chuckled. "She still doesn't. She's very capable of taking care of things even in my absence. That's why I strive hard to do better every day. She's special to me so I work hard, I worship the ground she walks on
SEKANI: I sat right beside Sean, staring at listening as he spoke to Mya. From the looks of it, he already caught the attention of two girls. Mya threw questions his way but all I did was just stare and listen to them chatter. Sheila sent emails a few times to remind me of the party held in the evening like she knew I was going to forget. She also sent the vote of thanks speech and a few other activities that were to be held on this night and while I went over it, Sean fed Mya from his plate and my plate of ice cream, all because she wanted to taste a different flavor. I wasn't too concerned about that as I was done with my ice cream. The dress I was to wear today didn't need me looking a size bigger than I usually was. "You can have my ice cream," I smiled and pushed the tub towards Sean who looked at me with raised brows. "Uhm, why are you looking at me like that?" He shrugged. "Is something wrong? You barely even had five spoons." "I have a party to attend toni
SEKANI: "I don't want anyone in this room!" I called at the top of my voice, turning around as the fashion designer fitted my dress through my body. Three hours ago, I decided that I needed to wear something other than a plain black dress. I wanted to wear something flattering enough so I did the needful and called my fashion designer who came along with her makeup artist friend. Oh, it was nice to finally be surrounded by women who didn't speak to me like I was their boss. Greta had gushed over Sean, telling me he was a lucky catch. "Maybe second chances exist after all," She said to Olivia, her friend who was also the make-up artist. "I'll call it luck," Olivia replied with a nonchalant shrug. "Not a lot of people experience the same thing. It's a rarity to actually get back with the love of your life. And I also think Mya is a contributing factor." Greta rolled her eyes. "Of course, she is, dumbass. But did you see the way he looked at Sekani when she wal
SEAN: My eyes don't leave Sekani's side for the whole of the drive. I could tell she was slightly distant and agitated and that was all thanks to tonight's ceremony. I used to feel that way when Atrix Communications was still in her prime. The nerves and slight anxiety before you appear before everyone. Before you give your speech and honors to who it is due to. She needed space. She also didn't need to be talked to. She leaned her head against the headrest of her seat and closed her eyes. Leaving her to herself, I drew out my phone and started to scroll through the internet. I stumbled upon one of the posts from her page and stopped, smiling as a video of her dressed in a gold sequined dress began to play. Thankfully, I came with my AirPods so I connected to it and listened to her address a bunch of her interns. Her voice had the right hint of confidence in it, coupled with the sarcasm that had them laughing and also a few warning notes that suddenly made everyone serio
SEAN: I went in search of Sekani and thankfully, I found her discussing with Shirley and one of her employees. Jazz music played in the background, matching the atmosphere. Low-hanging crystal chandeliers lit the room up, giving it a clean aura, and coupled with the dinner gowns and tuxedo guests had on, it was the perfect atmosphere for a beautiful party. Thankfully, Sekani had a smile on her face and she turned, like she knew I was watching her, and smiled at me. She waved me over and it sent a wave of relief washing over me. At least, she was no longer in a bad mood. That alone was a relief for me. She placed a hand on my back the moment I walked towards her, guiding me towards the middle of the room, right in front of a few women who looked familiar. There was something about them that screamed cooperate and boss ladies apart from their dresses, the aura they exuded told tales. "Girls," Sekani called to their attention and they all turned to her, their smiles wideni
SEAN: She confidently continued her way towards me, a small smile on her face as she flipped her hair to the bank. The light kissed her skin, causing it to glimmer and I wondered how many men she must have trampled underfoot. No, I wasn't at all attracted to her. It was the air around her. The energy she exuded captured my attention. She then took a seat beside me and smiled at me before putting her dress in order. "Hey," I waved a finger at her. "Fancy seeing you seated out here," she chuckled. "You heard what I said earlier, right?" "Yes, I did," I sighed. "I really don't know what to say in reply to that. It's her party." "And you are her husband." She shrugged. "Shouldn't that concern you that she is in the arms of the man who she once had a thing with?" I laughed. "It might have been a one-time thing because it didn't surface on the internet." "Of course, it didn't," Toni smiled and reached for the purse in her hand. She took out a plastic tube and b