The fog was very dense, the type that sticks to the city and makes seeing anything difficult. Eki stood next to her window, holding a cup of coffee but not noticing it. Her thoughts were like a storm - hopeful then scared, trusting and later questioning.
For many months, no news arrived from Kunle. This unusual person who before made their lives dangerous sent a message at last - just one text saying: "I need to see you."
A part of her wanted to ignore it, pretend he was not there. But another side, curious and brave, felt attracted to the mystery surrounding him.
The meeting happened in a calm café, not noisy like regular city spots. Kunle seemed changed; his face used to be tough but now looked gentler with the time that went by. He had dressed nicely and behaved calmly too.
"Eki," h
