CHAPTER FIVE: COLLISION
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Fate arrived in the fluorescent brightness of a supermarket aisle.
“Tosin Adewale?” The voice sliced through the hum of carts and scanning machines.
He froze.
“Kunle?”
The world shifted sideways. Recognition came first, then laughter was unthinking, dangerous in its casualness. They hugged, held for a moment longer than necessary, and remembered old stories: school friends, shared neighbors, names once familiar.
Kunle smiled easily. “My wife works in your bank, Kemi Lawson.”
The lights felt too bright. The aisle felt too narrow. Every product on the shelves seemed to press closer. Time clicked into focus, cruelly precise.
That night, Tosin told her everything: the near misses, the growing obsession, the silent intimacy.
Kemi’s hands trembled as the weight of reality settled. “He can’t know,” she whispered.
“He deserves the truth,” Tosin said, calm but unyielding.
“You’ll destroy us!” Her voice cracked, sharp with fear.
Tosin met her eyes, steady as always. “We already did.”
The words lingered between them, heavier than any punishment, sealing a future none of them could reverse. Outside, the city moved on, ignorant, indifferent, but inside that room, fate had a new ledger, and every stolen hour was accounted for.
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