It had taken a light apology to Nneka and Serena to get them off my back. I told them I had found Mr. Uche's secret stash of alcohol somewhere in the kitchen and with how down and depressed I had felt that night when they spoke about their men, I had down a full bottle and crashed out in the balcony.
Of course this only served to make Nneka pity me more and insist I take her boyfriends brother's phone number.
I did. It was a small sacrifice to pay so she would get off my back and not think too far as to where I was and what I was truly doing that night.
They had even set up a small party with all our mutual friends from college present, to disguise the "accidental date" they had planned foLPllll))us to meet and "accidentally hit it off and fall in love" but Victor and his brother had ru
