"Lola, I'm not sure if I can handle this any longer." As he stands on the balcony, his posture as straight as the barriers between us, looking out at the city below, Yemi's voice breaks.
I take a while to reply. Even though I know there's more to it, the weight of his words still weighs heavily on me. He's talking about everything, not just our relationship or ourselves. The treachery. The falsehoods. We had been driven apart by the war in ways neither of us could have imagined.
"Yemi..." With shaking fingers, I take a step forward. His shoulders tense as if he's fighting to keep everything together, but he doesn't look back. "I am aware of your pain. However, I need you to realize how far we've come. You must try for me. We are able to reconstruct.
He exhales sharply, but he doesn't tu
