I fell asleep with memories of Minari's touch, his scent lingering on my skin, and the gentle pressure of his lips on my forehead. I couldn't help but wish we'd spent more time together.

On Friday, we decided on a second date at his place. I was hesitant at first but  I   wanted to so I did. Minari's charming smile put me at ease as he welcomed me. His apartment was a cozy haven, beautifully furnished and decorated with black and white curtains, fine drawings, and paintings that spoke to his artistic soul.

As we shared a delicious meal of Nigerian Jollof rice, Minari's cooking skills impressed me. The way he moved in the kitchen, his confidence and ease, made me feel at home. After eating, he took my hands, his eyes locked on mine, and said, "Halita, I've been searching for the right moment to tell you... I love you. I want us to take this further."

His words sparked a mix of emotions - happiness, surprise, and a hint of uncertainty. Memories of my past relationship with Dave resurfaced, and I couldn't respond. I needed time to process everything, so I left, my heart racing with thoughts of what could be.