Later that evening, Richard sat in his home office, the Lagos skyline stretching endlessly beyond his window. The quiet hum of the city was a sharp contrast to the turbulence in his heart. He had just wrapped up a meeting with the youth department when his phone buzzed with a notification, a message from Charles.
Richard clicked, expecting something mundane, but his eyes caught a familiar figure. Susan.
She wasn’t standing in a studio or posing for her fashion academy graduation. She was at a bank, composed, elegant, and utterly transformed.
Her dress flowed gracefully, her posture confident, her face radiating both beauty and poise. Richard’s breath caught slightly as he studied the image, the faintest ache stirring in his chest.
Charles’s comment under the post made him smirk with unease:
“Wow, Lagos doesn’t know what hit it. Susan has leveled up!”
Richard leaned back in his chair, trying to steady himself. He hadn’t expected this, not the sudden surge of emotion, not the pang of longing that tightened his chest.
He remembered the last time he had seen her, the dreams, the prayers, and the slow, steady moments that had brought them closer. Yet, seeing her like this, independent, radiant...in her element, made his heart wrestle with feelings he had tried so hard to control.
A part of him wanted to call her immediately, to ask about the encounter, to hear her voice, to reconnect. But another part cautioned restraint. Susan was growing, building her life, and he wasn’t sure if his presence would add guidance or distraction.
He closed his eyes, recalling the countless prayers he had whispered for her, the spiritual connection that had already tied their paths together. “Patience,” he murmured softly to himself. “Let her grow… let her shine… and trust God with this.”
Yet even as he repeated the words, his mind replayed the image of her, the way she had looked confident yet approachable, a mixture of determination and softness.
The Lagos night pressed on outside his window, but inside, his heart raced, stirred by emotions he could neither fully name nor control.
For Richard, the new year had arrived not just with church plans and business goals, but with the quiet, undeniable realization that Susan was no longer just a student in his prayers, she was becoming central to his life in ways he could not ignore.
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