5th February, 2024

Dear Ifeoluwa,

I saw what you did in our last call. Well played my love, well played.

I miss you too, I miss your goofy smile, I miss all the things we do when you were here with me. I really would love to take you out again, it’s been a while but all that would be sorted when we see on Valentine’s Day.

I am holding up pretty well, Deborah is okay too, she just needs time but she’ll be good. It’s been a few months but we’ll be fine. Shey you see the picture I sent with the letter. That’s what I made for dinner today and I thought of you while making it. Remember you thought me during the first few months of our relationship and I could remember how frustrated you always get when I didn’t do it right. Or the time I put so much salt, you thought your taste bud died. Lol.

Omo, Ife I miss you a lot. I know I brought up this idea of just letters but I really want to see your face, see that beautiful smile on your lips as I crack my very funny jokes, the twinkle you have in your eyes when I say I love you and when you say it back with intent. You light up my world, Ife mi. You are my one and only. The woman after my heart, the woman I love with everything in me.

Ife mi, I don’t stop loving me because I would die if you do. You are my world and I can’t lose you babe.

Yes, babe. I remember when that guy did that nasty thing to you. His loss was my greatest gain. I am glad we are together and going stronger. I know I hint at this most of the time but just keep this in your mind always, you’re my wife and I will do right by you and do life with you.

Please, make sure to take care and stay safe. Don’t stress too much and tell that boy to stay clear off you or I will come this instance and rearrange his face. I know you say he’s a friend but fine boys don’t stay platonic friends with beautiful girls. Look at the both of us. Fine boy dating gorgeous woman. Just tell him oo and take care.

Least I forget, I don’t want you hearing this from someone else but Angela is back. She wants to meet with me and even collected my number to Yemi but I have no intention to meet her or talk to her. What she did to you least year wasn’t funny and I wouldn’t have that happen again.

You have nothing to worry about, I am all yours ;)

I hope this letter meets you well and you have a lovely day my love.

Love, Your Amazing Patrick ;)

Ifeoluwa’s POV

This is definitely the third time I am reading Patrick’s letter. Am I worried? No. maybe a little but I have the right to. That crazy girl is back. I do trust him a lot, but I don’t trust whatever crazy thing she got under her sleeves.

The door to my office suddenly burst open. I scrambled to my feet as I clumsily but roughly fold the letter and shove it in my drawer.

Looking up, I saw Daimen who had a grin on his lips as he stared at me.

GOD, I want to throw something at him.

“You’re not serious” I hissed and sat down back on my chair.

He chuckled, then walked closer to my table and sat on the chair in front of me.

“Remember, I am your boss?” he joked.

This guy is never serious.

I fake gasped, then covered my mouth with my palm. My face, I’m sure looks like I’m in shock or scared.

“Oh my GOD sir,” I pretend to fidget as I arrange the documents on my table and fake blush. “I didn’t know you would be coming in here, sir” I stretched my hand that held nothing to him and tried to look as nervous as I could. “Here is the file y-you requested for, sir”

Daimen’s face scrunched up in confusion for a second then he burst out laughing when it dawned on him what I was doing.

“You are one dramatic girl” he clapped. “Impressive acting skills” he commented. I stood up and took a bow “You should add that to your side hustle”

“No thank you, sir” I sat on the chair and put my legs on the table again.

“How are you doing?” he asked, the playfulness was out of his eyes and they held real concern “I know you should have finished work here days ago but you know, you’re good at what you do and we wanted to keep you for a while”

“I am good, just miss Patrick a lot” I sighed.

He chuckled and pushed one of my legs from the table. I playfully glared at him.

“Does he still want to punch me in the face?” his eyebrow lifted.

I shook my head. “You know he doesn’t hate you? The last time was just a coincidence. He also thinks cute guys don’t just stay friends with cute girls” I shrugged.

He leaned forward with a grin on his lips. “You think I am cute?” he winked.

I rolled my eyes. “You see why he wanted to punch you in the face?”

“You can’t deny it” he laughed. “I did like you at a point” my eyes widened but he put his hands up “I know and could see how much you guys love each other and you don’t like me in that way, so…” he said but with how he looked at me, he was expecting me to say I liked him at some point. And I will not say it.

I looked away from him and sighed. “What brought you here?”

He chuckled lightly and lean back on his chair.

“I just came here to check on you before heading home”

I checked the time. “Afternoon is still young” he stood to his feet and winked then whispered.

“I have a date” he turned around and waved. “See you later dude and enjoy your letter writing to lover boy” he opened the door and turned to me. He winked again and closed the door.

I rolled my eyes and brought out the squeezed letter to read again. The feeling is good every single time.

Can’t wait to write him back.