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Vivian Ikhomiya
Student @ University of Abuja
Abuja, Nigeria
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In Relationships 3 min read
CHOICES
<p>Chapter 7</p><p><br/></p><p>Three days.</p><p>Three long, painfully quiet days.</p><p>I stared at my phone so many times that I lost count.</p><p>Every vibration made my heart race.</p><p>Every notification made me hope it was Kelvin.</p><p><br/></p><p>It never was.</p><p><br/></p><p>I kept trying to convince myself he was just giving me space.</p><p>Maybe he remembered what his mother had said.</p><p><br/></p><p>"Leave her. She'll calm down and come back."</p><p><br/></p><p>Maybe he thought he was respecting my decision by not calling.</p><p>Maybe...</p><p>But with each passing day, the silence became louder.</p><p>Not once did he call.</p><p>Not once did he text.</p><p>Not once did he ask if I'd gotten home safely.</p><p>I wasn't asking him to choose between me and his mother anymore.</p><p>I just wanted him to choose me once.</p><p>Just once.</p><p>One phone call.</p><p><br/></p><p>One message saying, "Can we talk?"</p><p><br/></p><p>Maybe that would've been enough to make me reconsider everything.</p><p>But it never came.</p><p>Instead, I packed a few more things and drove to my parents' house.</p><p>We were supposed to visit them together that weekend.</p><p>They had already met Kelvin.</p><p>They'd welcomed him into our family.</p><p>They'd been excited about the wedding, asking about colours, venues, grandchildren...</p><p>Now, I was showing up alone.</p><p><br/></p><p>The moment my mum opened the door, she knew.</p><p><br/></p><p>She didn't ask any questions.</p><p>She simply wrapped her arms around me.</p><p>And that was all it took.</p><p><br/></p><p>I broke down.</p><p><br/></p><p>For the first time since leaving Kelvin's parents' house, I cried without trying to hold it in.</p><p>Later that evening, I told them everything.</p><p>From the constant comparisons...</p><p>To Anita making decisions about my wedding...</p><p>To Kelvin telling me to calm down while defending his mother.</p><p>Neither of them interrupted.</p><p>They simply listened.</p><p>When I was done, my dad let out a long sigh.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I liked Kelvin," he admitted quietly.</p><p><br/></p><p>"So did I," my mum added.</p><p><br/></p><p>"But not at the cost of our daughter's happiness."</p><p><br/></p><p>My father reached across the table and held my hand.</p><p><br/></p><p>"If this is how they're treating you before the wedding..."</p><p><br/></p><p>He didn't finish the sentence.</p><p>He didn't have to.</p><p>I understood.</p><p>Neither of them tried to convince me to stay.</p><p>Neither of them pressured me to leave.</p><p>Instead, they gave me something I hadn't felt in days.</p><p><br/></p><p>Support.</p><p><br/></p><p>"No matter what you decide," my mum said softly, "we're with you."</p><p><br/></p><p>I stayed with my parents for the next few days.</p><p>Trying to clear my head.</p><p>Trying to convince myself I wasn't making a decision I'd regret.</p><p>But every morning I woke up hoping to see Kelvin's name on my phone...</p><p>And every night I went to bed disappointed.</p><p>Eventually...</p><p>The silence became my answer.</p><p>If losing me wasn't enough to make him fight for us...</p><p>Then maybe there was nothing left to fight for.</p><p><br/></p><p>The next morning, I got dressed, picked up my handbag and car keys, and drove to his parents' house.</p><p><br/></p><p>His mother opened the door.</p><p><br/></p><p>The moment she saw me, a knowing smile spread across her face.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I told Kelvin you'd come back."</p><p><br/></p><p>"I knew you'd calm down."</p><p><br/></p><p>She stepped aside as though expecting me to walk in and apologize.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I need to speak to everyone," I said calmly.</p><p><br/></p><p>Her smile widened.</p><p><br/></p><p>"Of course."</p><p><br/></p><p>She called for her husband before picking up her phone.</p><p><br/></p><p>"Let me ask Kelvin to come over."</p><p><br/></p><p>Less than thirty minutes later, he walked through the front door.</p><p><br/></p><p>The moment he saw me, relief washed over his face.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I knew you'd come around."</p><p><br/></p><p>I didn't answer.</p><p><br/></p><p>His parents sat across from us in the living room.</p><p><br/></p><p>No one spoke.</p><p><br/></p><p>The silence was heavy.</p><p><br/></p><p>Kelvin smiled nervously.</p><p><br/></p><p>"So... are we okay now?"</p><p><br/></p><p>I looked at him.</p><p><br/></p><p>Really looked at him.</p><p><br/></p><p>The man I had imagined spending the rest of my life with.</p><p><br/></p><p>The man I had defended countless times.</p><p><br/></p><p>The man I had hoped would fight for me.</p><p><br/></p><p>He never did.</p><p><br/></p><p>I took a slow breath.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I'm not here to apologize."</p><p><br/></p><p>The smile on his face disappeared.</p><p><br/></p><p>His mother frowned.</p><p><br/></p><p>"What do you mean?"</p><p><br/></p><p>I folded my hands together to stop them from shaking.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I've spent the last few days thinking about everything that's happened."</p><p><br/></p><p>I looked directly at Kelvin.</p><p><br/></p><p>"And I've made my decision."</p><p><br/></p><p>His expression slowly changed.</p><p><br/></p><p>"Stella..."</p><p><br/></p><p>"I don't want to marry you anymore."</p><p><br/></p><p>The room went completely silent.</p><p><br/></p><p>You could hear a pin drop.</p><p><br/></p><p>Kelvin stared at me as though he'd misheard.</p><p><br/></p><p>"What...?"</p><p><br/></p><p>I swallowed the lump in my throat.</p><p><br/></p><p>"The wedding is off."</p><p><br/></p><p>And for the first time since I met his family...</p><p><br/></p><p>No one had a response.</p>

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