The quiet room spoke more than the voices of both Sewa and Lanre. Sewa halted when she heard his last statement and her stomach churned in annoyance.

Suddenly it was an inner battle between her brain and her heart. Was she willing to let go of Lanre? The thought hurt her chest like a burning fire.

Letting go of him was something she wasn't sure of yet. She turned back to face him, folding her arms across her chest, she spoke, "Are you in an haste to get rid of me so quick?" She asked him with a scowl.

His temper lately and attitude was something she never saw in...