Chapter 52: Where Is Cynthia

                          ***Where is Cynthia?***

All I know was that her graceful lips endowed my cheeks with its glory, words could not explain the way I feel at the moment, the memory of the kiss on my cheek kept on rolling like music on a replay.

As everyone celebrated me I found the absence of Cynthia, my heart crush was not here during my time of victory, what could be the problem? So I thought. Chinwe and Charity were with me, but I couldn't find her.

"Where is Cynthia?"

I asked, looking very confused, I wore this look of desperation which gave rise to Chinwe giving a quick response.

"I don't know, but I saw her going behind the crowd."

Chinwe responded.

"Yeah, go, go and find your love, we that is here with you we do not matter na, it is not even like she's finer than me hahaha. Love birds."

Charity said hilariously and both she and Chinwe burst into laugher, I understood that she meant it a funy was not seriously, but I was unquestionably not interested in anything at the moment rather than finding my crush Cynthia. I struggled to pool myself through the massive crowd in search of Cynthia, and behold, Chinwe was not wrong after all, Cynthia was just sitting behind the crowd, she sat at the wooden chair made around the poolside, the same wooden chair we sat on the day I lied about my swimming, well, It turned out that I wasn't lying after all, I'm an honest man, hahaha. Well, I found Cynthia sitting on the chair behind the crowd, now her beauty became even more intense, instantly asl I saw her my heart skipped and my heartbeat started all over again.

I could feel her emotions, her feelings became too strong, I started at her as she brought her face down like a shy kid. I hastily walked to her and held her hand, I could feel her pulse rising as I held her, she looked at me with dilated pupils. Looking at her, I couldn't help but expose my inner heart to her, tell her the profound feelings of my heart, but how can I make that happen, there are not even the right words yet to describe my feelings for her, yes, no word yet, the word is yet to be established. Of a fact, I wished I could find that word that will describe the exact way I feel for her, judging from my present mood and adrenaline which flowed in me with a rush, I would write the word down in the sky, I'll use the most luminous color of ink and the most comprehensive penmanship and calligraphy, the one that all the eyes can read clearly, I'll like the world to know just exactly how I feel. But I won't say because the word is yet to be determined then I should wait inactive, I must make use of the time-honored words, and that must be today and now.