Yemi's voice reverberated across the silent flat, "Lola." His slow, hesitant strides seemed to be bearing the weight of all he had kept from me and everything we had been through together. I didn't look back. I was unable to. My mouth was burning with the words I had been suppressing for days, weeks.
With my hands clinched tightly at my sides and my back to him, I eventually muttered, "You said there were no more secrets." "But you don't have my faith."
He remained silent for so long that I assumed he would not respond at all. Then he let out a sigh, a regretful sound that I was all too familiar with by this point. I told you everything I could, Lola. Everything that was important.
Before I could stop myself, the anger began to seep into my voice as I corrected, "Everything that you tho
