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I stare down in shock at the young man kneeling down before me. No no no. What the hell is he thinking?
“I have loved you all my life Mola. I don’t know anybody else I can trust the way i trust you, that i can freely give everything I am to”. I watch his eyes fill with tears as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the ring I know is coming next. All the while,

my entire being is rejecting the scene playing out in front of me. What does Bimbo think he’s doing? He knows how I feel about…. I lose my train of thoughts as he pulls my hand into his and slowly kisses my fingers. I know the words before he says them. Aren’t they every girl’s fantasy. Every girl except me. But I stay perfectly still as he asks “Oyindamola Princeton, will you marry me?”.
God, What do I say? What do i do?.
Everything starts moving in slow motion. My senses feel enhanced. My heart is pounding so loud in my chest I fear it is about to escape my body. My eyes flicker to the clock above the tv of Bimbo’s apartment-8:16
Images are flitting through my mind like a picture book. Images of my parents- the pain of their marriage that spilled over into my life as an only child;the fakeness of it all, smiling in public, keeping up the appearance of “the perfect Princeton family”, the tears and screams behind closed doors, their stubborn resolve not to get a divorce because of my dad’s inheritance conditions. Even images of all failed marriages I’ve witnessed since i could spell marriage. It seems to run in my family; my aunts, my uncles, a cousin that just got married three years ago who is already talking about a separation. That will never be me I had vowed. Never ever.
I’ve seen too many lives shattered by that bold step and I love this young man too much to do that to him. I love everything we have built, everything we have become. Bimbo knows my thoughts on “the great instituition”. I sigh inwardly. I love him too much.
All these happened in my head so fast it seems time paused. Bimbo is still looking at me expectantly when I drag myself out of my trance. The clock reads 8:19
Slowly, I pull my hand out of his knowing I’m about to destroy him and say “Yes Abimbola Olujimi Phillips. Yes I’ll marry you”.

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