BREWING STORM.
Jennifer still in the sitting room going through fleeting emotional rollercoasters. Mansa in the arms of a contended over excited Asamoah who would stay just how and where he was. Wrapped around Mansa, engulfed in her smell till eternity if granted the opportunity without moving a muscle, with her muddle head. For Asamoah, the strive has been settled; he felt love coming from her! A positive knowledge also a confirmation of what has always been. He feared she might have run out of love for him but now he was setting where he stood. She did still love him, now he only needed to find out what the hold back was about. What ensued between them was a baby step yet he was grateful it happened notwithstanding the location, for which he was apologetic to Jennifer. Mansa knew not what to think of
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