It’s been three years now since “the apocalypse” as Túnmikẹ would say, and a lot of things have truly changed. In fact, Sade would often describe that period as the beginning of an entirely different phase in her life. She never would have thought staying indoors and Túnmikẹ’s constant worries that the world was finally coming to an end, would lead to so many unravelling truths. Túnmikẹ might have been wrong about many things, but she was right about one thing – their former world of lies did come to an end.

Things seemed to be going pretty well now. For one, Sade’s life no longer featured boredom because she had taken the bold step to pursue her acting dream. No, she wasn’t a big star yet, but she was getting there with the minor roles she had landed over time. Túnmikẹ no longer lived in fear of death since the heart surgery was a success. Although the doctors had said it was a near death experience, but Túnmi, being the fighter that she was, held on to her sweet life like it was ice cream.   

“Hey sweetheart.” Kunle walked in, kissing Sade on the cheek. The newly weds had become really close since her drug abuse episode. “How was work today?” Sade asked smiling.

“Oh, the usual.” He said. “I just wish I could go to work and come back home every day without feeling the urge to yell at someone in this Lagos.” Sade couldn’t hold back her laughter. “Only if wishes were horses.

“Seriously babe, even at work.  People are just doing oversabi because they announced a new promotion slot. Mehn, the hustle is real.” He said. “I even overheard some girls competing to seduce and sleep with the boss for the slot, can you imagine?” Sade laughed again. One of the things that made Kunle so attractive was the way he spoke about things in an innocent manner. “Kunle, stranger things have happened.” She pulled his cheek like he was a baby “You’re just being so cute right now.”

Meanwhile, Túnmikẹ was in transit to Lagos via public transport. She’s been busy living her life in Ibadan with Collins. They had started to date few months ago. At first, it was hard for Túnmikẹ to tell Sade. She tried to forget the past so many times, but the guilt wouldn’t go away. It kept reminding her that she was going against the girl code with her own sister’s ex-boyfriend. When she finally summoned the courage to voice out, Sade had just laughed and said “When did stopping you from seeing somebody ever work, Túnmikẹ?” It hadn’t really answered her question back then, but she really hoped her sister was fine with her choice of a man, and it wasn’t weird at all.

The doctor had just finished his shift for the day. He stopped by the gift shop to get his daughter, Hope, something for her seventh birthday. He made sure to get her something she was sure to love, something to remind her of her mother who had passed away three years ago during the pandemic. It really hadn’t been easy with just the two of them, but he was grateful for the support he could get.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Daddy!!!” Hope ran towards her father. He carried her and twirled her around in the air. “How is my favourite person doing today?” The doctor asked. “I am fine daddy.” She handed him a note. “Our teacher told us to write a letter to someone we admire, and I chose you daddy.”

“Aw thank you sweetie.”

“I wrote one for Aunt Sade too.” Hope said running to pick up her school bag.

“Good evening sir.” Kunle greeted the doctor. He was putting on an apron. “How was work today?”

“Ah. We bless God.” He replied. “Where is Sade?”

“She went to the car park to pick Túnmikẹ. She just arrived Lagos this evening.”

“Oh okay. Well, thanks for watching Hope for me. I’m actually in a hurry.” The doctor said. “I’ll be seeing you all tomorrow at Hope’s birthday party, right?”

“Definitely.” Kunle smiled.

The sisters were already on their way home from the car park, but they made a quick stop first. “I keep telling you, these public cars and their reckless drivers.” Sade said “I don’t know how you are still not scared of them especially since…”

“Yeah, I know. Aunt Rose died in a car accident because of their recklessness.” Túnmikẹ helped her complete the sentence. She could never forget that day when Aunt Rose had unraveled the truth about their mom. The minute she left the apartment was the last time they heard from her, only to get a call the following day that she had been involved in a car accident on her way to Abeokuta. “But I’m telling you, I’m a big girl. Besides, no where is truly safe. It’s just God we keep looking up to.”

“Yeah, doesn’t change the fact that you are just as stubborn as your father.” Sade said, tapping the back of Túnmikẹ’s head before they reached their destination. They were at the cemetery, in front of them was a tombstone with an inscription which read:

In Loving Memory

Dúrójaiye Johnson


“You mean our father.” Túnmikẹ said, giving Sade’s hand a tight squeeze.

After few minutes with Dr. Dúrójaiye Johnson’s tombstone, the sisters headed back to the spot where they had parked the car. “Túnmikẹ?”


“Do you… believe in happy endings? You know, happily ever after?” Sade asked.

“Of course not, are you kidding me?” Túnmikẹ said. “This is life. Something terrible could happen at any moment.” She continued. “No one lives happily ever after if they focus on the bad things that happen all the time, Sade.” She said, thinking about Dúrójaiye’s gruesome death. “Nobody.”

Sade nodded quietly in agreement. They both entered the car, and drove back home, oblivious to what fate planned to bring their way next.

< The end.

Thank you so much for reading, and sticking with me to the end.  🙂  ♥♥

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  1. Awww. This is so touching and a perfect ending.

    But I’m left really curious. Likeeee…

    What happened within that 3 years o? Damn.

    So Sade left Collins for Kunle? Women are scum 🤣. But on a lighter note, this is a beautiful write, well thought through and deeply emotional.

    Thanks for blessing me, and your audience, with such an original piece.

    Was worth every 5 minutes of my day.

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