SUNNY WEDNESDAYS (IVIE)

       

                                            

Rubbing her foot and reluctantly agreeing to lifting her feet off the terrace floor of her office, which truth be told was the only place which had a bit of furnishing than the basic ambience and style of the rest of the company’s space.


She was glad to have an assistant that was willing to also butt into her personal life after experiencing her upheaval relationship with her husband.


She had waited severally for Rita Ndubisi to bring up what she had witnessed that unfortunate day but rather all she got from her assistant was love and a message of God’s love sent to her WhatsApp three days later.


“I hope I didn’t rush you,” relaxing into the sofa that symbolises her seat as the C.E.O of her company.

“No Ma, not at all. I got it all jotted down”


“Good”.


A long pause ensued.


Rita adjusted her newly installed wig strand that found its way to her red glossy painted lips.

She made a mental note not to break the ice, she focused on her tablet as she inputed bullets to the minutes she took during the meeting.


“I’m leaving him, for good this time”.


Ivie heaved a sigh of relief as she finally voiced what she had refused to voice out since she made the decision.


Rita stared at her boss with a smile, “can we pray about it?”


Ivie shook her head as her world came crumbling before her eyes in hot tears.


Rita crossed the barrier made by the little office table and hugged her boss.


“Let it out, let it out.”


Muffled by the gray blazer that Rita had folded her into by embracing her, she cried her heart out.



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