I felt Demola was not happy with me. There was a kind of dark cloud I was sensing. I felt uneasy. It's as if I matched a poisonous snake unknowingly and wait for it to bite me anytime. Something warns me he will revenge or strike when I m not expecting it. He looked at me narrowly and said, "and who will be your chief bridesmaid may I ask" He said it as if testing me. I said one of my friends on campus, not particular. He kept on looking at me and said," why not your recent friend, Monica? " I did not know when I started pleading with...