Chapter 11

Damian.

The day had been long and tumultuous at the office, with one challenge after another. As the evening sun dipped below the city's skyline, casting a warm golden glow across the streets, I decided to unwind with my best friend, Godwin.

Godwin and I had been inseparable since our college days. We'd shared countless memories, from late-night cramming sessions to adventurous road trips. Now, amidst the chaos of adult life, our friendship remained a steadfast anchor.

Tonight, however, there was a shadow looming over Godwin. His usual cheerful demeanor had been replaced by a cloud of melancholy. He'd been in a relationship with his fiancée for five years, and it was evident that something was amiss.

We settled into a cozy corner of our favorite bar, the soft jazz music providing a soothing backdrop to our conversation. I couldn't help but notice the weariness etched into Godwin's face as he stared into his half-empty glass.

"Hey, buddy," I began, my concern evident in my voice. "You