Chapter 2 The Confrontation

Naldei laughed, “On second thoughts it's too much responsibility.”

“Okay, what about me?” asked Elena.

“Girl, you hate public speaking more than Abeni, unless you wish to talk in front of 300 people, you can be my maid of honour” said Camillie “Chica! Nevermind, Odio hablar en público y 300 personas! ¡Nunca!” she announced. {I hate public speaking and 300 people! Never!}

They all laughed. "So, what do you say?" Camille asked Abeni again. “I would love to be your maid of honour!” declared Abeni.

"Thank you! And we'll find you a sexy Russian man," Camille teased.

"No, nope, absolutely not!" Abeni refused adamantly.

"Girl why?" asked Naledi. "You've been single forever!"

"Twenty-four years is not forever!" argued Abeni.

"Same thing, it's technically forever," insisted Elena.

"Guys, leave me alone, I don't want a relationship yet," Abeni maintained.

"More like you're too scared to talk to a man!" Naledi teased.

The girls continued poking fun at Abeni's lack of dating experience until she finally had to say goodnight. Exhausted, she got ready for bed after a long day.

The next day, Abeni woke up and decided to go shopping for clothes for her upcoming interview. Leaving her apartment, she walked into the busy town center. She browsed through various clothing stores, trying on different shirts, pants, and jackets. After finding two sharp yet affordable outfits, she stopped at a quaint coffee shop on the corner.

Ordering her usual coffee, Abeni was walking out of the shop when she suddenly bumped into a solid chest, spilling coffee all over the stranger. "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" Abeni exclaimed.

"What the-" the man snapped.

Looking up, Abeni realized it was the rude man from the hospital.

"You!" they both said in unison.

"On second thought, I'm not sorry at all," Abeni retorted, glaring at him.

"How dare you!" he shouted angrily.

Abeni laughed. "It's just coffee, not poison!"

"You did that on purpose!" he accused. "This is about the hospital room."

"Oh please," Abeni scoffed. "If I wanted revenge, I'd do much worse."

"Is that a threat?" he asked, stepping towards her.

"If the shoe fits," she shot back. "Now excuse me."

As she turned to leave, he called out "Aren't you going to pay for damages?"

Abeni rolled her eyes. "For a rich man, you seem very upset over a shirt! Consider it compensation for kicking out my sister."