Pretoria.
The administrative capital of South Africa. It was a lovely city. My car passed by the jacaranda trees planted in its streets, parks and gardens, I peeked through the windows towards the new place, that I was visiting.
It was my first time in Pretoria and I took my father’s private jet to reach and reached Pretoria in just fourteen hours. I asked Noah to find out about Veronica and he told me that she was actually from Cape town but shifted to Pretoria a year ago and now she was in Pretoria doing her business.
I was dying to meet her again. She told me, she wouldn’t message or text me until I reply and as I didn’t reply she didn’t text back being truthful or should I say, adamant to her words. I wonder what she must be doing right now.
“Where are we going?” I asked as I looke
