CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

✨SOPHIA ✨

I sat in the park waiting for Henry to show up. It's never written in a man's dictionary to be late but Henry had this special gene of coming unusually late for anything and he still has the habit. 

I constantly checked my time because I had better things doing than just to sit here and listen to the endless gossips and chatters I heard from the jobless ladies around. 

It was more than 30 minutes since I arrived here and he hasn't shown up. I shouldn't have come, it was bad thinking I could meet up with him. , what made me ever think that he was here in Atlanta? 

I stood up to leave when I spotted him coming towards me majestically. 

He will never change, will he? 

He has this manner of walking with his left hand in his left trouser’ pocket while his other hand is busy on the buttons of his tight check shirt. 

He has sha