We arrived home to meet Cynthia and Tosin seated outside. They had not met Sam since he arrived earlier, so we went over so Sam could say “hi!” to them.
“Guy, how far?” Sam greeted gaily, reaching out his hand to give Tosin a handshake.
“I dey.” He responded coldly, stretching out his hand to take the proffered hand.
Sam then moved over to Cynthia’s side and also reached out his hand to her for a handshake. Her response was way colder than Tosin’s. I was standing awkwardly, my hands carefully stocked behind me, in a bid to hide the ring from their view. I didn’t think it was the right time to tell them about it just yet, with the way things were, between us. All I said was a low “good evening” to both of them. We were about leaving, when my phone blared in my purse. I was surprised that
