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Ibadan, Nigeria
2038
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By Mistake or fate
<h1>Episode 12 </h1><h2>*"By Mistake or Fate"*</h2><p><br/></p><p>Aisha sat in class scrolling through her gallery, trying to delete old screenshots. Her thumb slipped.</p><p><br/></p><p>*Click.* </p><p>One of the voice notes sent.</p><p><br/></p><p>Panic hit.</p><p><br/></p><p>She tapped *unsend* — but the tick was already there. </p><p>Delivered. Listened.</p><p><br/></p><p>She froze.</p><p><br/></p><p>Seconds later, her phone lit up.</p><p><br/></p><p>*Deniem:* _“Meet me after school. Same spot.”_</p><p><br/></p><p>Her heart ran a 100m sprint. </p><p>No emoji. No tone. Just… that.</p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><p>After school, the air felt heavy. Like something was about to shift.</p><p><br/></p><p>She walked to the back of the library where they usually met. Deniem was already there, leaning on the wall, hoodie up, eyes low.</p><p><br/></p><p>He looked up as she approached. No smile. No sarcasm.</p><p><br/></p><p>“You meant all that?” he asked quietly.</p><p><br/></p><p>Aisha looked away. “It wasn’t supposed to send.”</p><p><br/></p><p>“But it did.”</p><p><br/></p><p>Silence again. This time, thick and alive.</p><p><br/></p><p>“I didn’t know what to say to you,” he said. “I got scared.”</p><p><br/></p><p>“Of me?”</p><p><br/></p><p>“Of falling,” he replied.</p><p><br/></p><p>Aisha swallowed.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Then don’t fall,” she whispered. “Stand beside me instead.”</p><p><br/></p><p>Deniem blinked. That one line hit him.</p><p><br/></p><p>He stepped closer. “So we’re still... us?”</p><p><br/></p><p>She didn’t answer. Just pulled her sleeves nervously.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then nodded.</p><p><br/></p><p>Deniem smiled.</p><p><br/></p><p>No kisses this time. Just silence. </p><p>But this time, it didn’t hurt.</p>
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