And just as Emmanuel was beginning to win my trust.

Yes. *Trust’s trust. My trust.*

I could see it in his eyes. He hadn't said much afterwards, but somehow, his silence was saying everything his mouth couldn't.

I saw him looking and searching in his eyes, but it felt different,

I kept staring into his eyes, and he kept staring into mine.

It was strange.

It felt as though we weren't merely looking at each other anymore. It was as if we were searching through each other's eyes, peeling away the layers, looking beyond the faces we had both carefully constructed and straight into the souls beneath them.

He looked at me as if I was the most precious thing he had.

The walk felt like time froze

Yes

There was a pause,

I can't forget.

A smile crept across my face.

And 

You wanted to listen,

But 

I felt like I needed you to wait.

Was

I looking at what the moment was giving to me?

You,

Emmanuel 

You !

I was given a moment 

Another chance to rewrite our story.

Then his phone rang.

Neither of us moved.

It rang again.

Emmanuel finally looked away from me and froze,

He froze

The moment he saw the name flashing across the screen, the smile disappeared from his face.

And suddenly, I knew.

Whatever was about to happen next had nothing to do with trust.

It had everything to do with "why he had come to find me in the first place." 

Then 

Lagos happened