His Confession
Arike’s POV
I tried to move away. “I should get going..” but he stopped me.
“You just asked me to confess to the woman I love.”
“Okay..so you want to practice on me?”
“Can you love me,Arike?” He asked with a serious.
It took seconds for me to realize that I was the black woman. My eyes widened in shock and surprise as realization hit me straight in the face. This must be a joke!
“Wha...wh..at..are..you..saying Daniel?” I tried to laugh it off as I stuttered.
“I want to make a love confession like you adviced.” He shrugged with a serious face. Then I knew he meant it and wasn’t joking.
I avoided making an eye contact with him. “You are the black woman I love.” He added.
I moved away from him. “You can’t be serious,Daniel.” I tried to hit his upper arm playfully but I stopped myself. I shouldn’t be joking in times like this one. Daniel was indeed serious.