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Is it my turn?
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I didn’t know my own strength
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Because you loved me
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At the end of the tunnel
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Total eclipse of the heart
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Like a pack of cards
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A friend, a sister
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Don’t call my name
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Cracks
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Who is the pathetic joker now?

Is it my turn?

She willed him to have the presence of mind to offer her Eddie’s number because she didn’t know how to go about asking for it without raising his eyebrows. She was already certain he was finding this conversation weird and didn’t want to put him in a more uncomfortable position. “Okay. Thanks.” Reluctantly, she broke the connection.

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I didn’t know my own strength

“If you ever threaten me with Osayu again, Jeff Kimble has promised to fire and blacklist you in that order.” Her voice was steel razing silk asunder. “I have it in writing, and witnessed too. Do you want a copy?” She asked suddenly, her eyes watching him. “So call off your dog who has been tailing me for weeks. Don’t come within certain prescribed yards of me or Osayu. Visitations with him will be supervised from now on at my discretion. You lost the right to be anything to us four years ago.” She continued in a cold monotone. “If you don’t like these terms, you can return to wherever you’ve been holed up in for the last four years.” She drew a steadying breadth. “The only regret I have in all of this is letting you harm my relationship with Eddie…and coming in between Ifeanyi and you. But then, if he really is your best buddy, wouldn’t you be a different man by now, allowing his good qualities rub off on you? Instead of this tyrant you have become?”

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Total eclipse of the heart

“You look good.” He uttered softly before he could stop himself, stepping forward. It was torture being so close to her without being able to touch her or take her in his arms, shield her from the pain even if he was hurting too. He shoved his hands into his pockets instead; his navy -blue suit matching her outfit as though mental telepathy was at play. “How is work? Osayu?” His eyes never leaving her face.

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Like a pack of cards

Her favourite, however, was their entrance into the hall. Her hand in the crook of his elbow, looking up at him as he spoke. Through the photos, she was able to regard both of them from an external angle for the first time. How had he put it then?…realize how much we fit as a couple? Indeed, they did. Complementing each other somewhat in the looks, height and physical departments. She didn’t care for a good-looking couple; she was more interested in a happy one, and that emotion radiated from both of them that night, reflecting in almost all the photos they featured in.

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