He was in a red suit and tie, the luxury of our household shining off the gold buttons and the long black sleeves. I felt him tuck his collar as he faced the warm lake of Cannon, as he nervously waited for me. I slowly made my entrance to his side without a word.
My mind rushed over Harith's argument in the morning, for a nanosecond.
It brought further a smile.
"I don't wanna go!"
"He is your brother and he wants to talk. What is your issue?"
'I don't wanna talk", I closed the wardrobe door with a bang and made for the door.
"My bad, you're going", he blocked me with his hand.
"NO!"
"I thought he's your brother"
"Yeah, a brother and a bother", I sneered as the memory of the groom's visit drowned my head.
"Your vengeance will take you nowhere, Fami"
"Oh, no. It shall not. But th
