Chapter 8:

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Three years later, Andrea had just obtained her Professional license, her family was very proud of her. One evening, while she was going to a party organized by the students in order to celebrate their successes in a restaurant in the square. On her way to the bathroom, she ran into a very attractive young white man. They both stared into each other's eyes like nothing else existed around them. At one point they came to their senses and apologized profusely. She then goes back to the toilet. The evening passed in joy and good humor. Around midnight she took leave of them because she was very tired. His brothers were also progressing in their studies. She still continued to sell but this time it was not Eru but rather homemade pastries. During her period of advanced training and professionalisation in a local bank, while she was heading towards the corridor leading to the office of her internship supervisor to give him. The shock made her swollen and she found herself on the ground, her shattered document scattering in the entire hallway. - Aye! She says. But what is it ? The smiling young man held out his hand and helped her get up and pick up his things. - What's so funny? She said exasperated. She was talking while rubbing her head to try to dull the pain she was feeling. She looked up and their eyes met like magnets. His eyes were so blue you could drown in them like an endless well. He was tall, had dark hair, an angelic face and above all a body worthy of an athlete. He said to her, "Hold your documents miss, I'm sorry I bumped into you." I got distracted by my phone and didn't look ahead. - It doesn't matter because I am too. - Your face tells me something, we've met before. - I do not think so. - Oh yes ! It comes back to me, weren't you a few weeks ago at a local restaurant on Saturday night? Uh...yes why? We ran into each other that day. - Oh! Funny coincidence because today too. They broke into contagious laughter. Over the days, they got to know each other better and this is how their romantic relationship began. The young man was called Jason MATTHEWS, an American entrepreneur who came to invest in real estate in Cameroon. He was 25 years old. She made him discover and appreciate the culture of miniature Africa.
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