"How could you do this to me, Lola?" Yemi's harsh, piercing voice breaks through the tension in the room. Each of his remarks pierces my breast more deeply than the last. His face is contorted in hurt and rage as he stands across from me. In front of me, the man I've battled so hard to support is suddenly a stranger.
Yemi, you must pay attention to me. I didn't. I didn't—" I try to explain, but the crushing weight of everything that has happened makes the words fall apart in my throat. I'm still thinking about Desmond's message, and I can feel the darkness he's sparked in our life permeating every interaction between Yemi and me.
Yemi denies me the opportunity to finish. The tension in the air between us crackles as he takes a step forward, his hands clenched. "You misled me. You assured
