Arike’s POV
I cleared my throat hoping to gain his attention but he didn’t raise his head up.
“I have nothing to say to anyone.”
My breathe caught at the sound of the voice I was once used to hearing always. It has been so long.
Slowly I started towards the table only the sound of my footsteps echoed in the room. I was focused on his figure and finally reached the spare chair and I pulled it backward before settling on it. Adedayo didn’t raise his head to see me.
“Hello Dayo.” I said.
His shoulder moved as acknowledgement of my voice registered to him. Slowly Dayo raised his head, I leaned forward resting my elbow on the table so he could see my face.
Recognition dawned on his face, the woman sitting in front of him was his best friend and his expression appeared stricken.
Adedayo closed his eyes, he must have thought that he was hallucinating my presence in the room.
