She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 32

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She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 32

Dennis looked at the clock in his office; it was
1:30PM. He picked his cell phone and called
her. When she picked, he said, “Remember the lunch by two o’clock. Hope you’ll still make it?” He listened for a moment and said,
“That’s very good. I love you angel,” and he hung up. He quickly did finishing touches to
the file on his desk, closed the file, pulled out
the drawer and removed a blue casing from it.

He stared admiringly at it for some seconds
and slid it into his pocket with smiles. He
pulled in the drawer, adjusted his tie and left
the office. It was exactly 2:00PM on the dot
when he got to Celestina Restaurant. It was a
renowned restaurant, unique for its relaxed
atmosphere, delicious dishes and prompt
services. Dennis stepped out of his car and
hastened to the tinted glass door of the
restaurant. A waiter pulled the door open and
he entered.

“Welcome to Celestina.” The waiter said
politely.

Dennis smiled and said, “Thank you,” then he walked past him. He looked searchingly
sideways, looked straight ahead and spotted
Vivian talking to a waitress. God, I kept her
waiting. He thought and strode quickly
towards her. When he got to her, the waitress
was gone. He smiled, held her arms and
pulled her up, “Sorry I kept my angel waiting.”

He kissed her on the cheek and sat. Vivian sat
and a waitress brought two plates of jollof rice
with two bottles of Coca-Cola. She served
them and left.

“That’s lovely of you; you’ve already made an order.” Dennis said happily as he uncorked the bottles.

Vivian smiled, “I know you’ll be hungry
darling.” She started eating and Dennis joined her.

They were silent until they finished. Vivian
dabbed a damask serviette at her lips and
said, “Hope you enjoyed it?”

Dennis smiled, “No meal eaten with an angel
is not enjoyed.”

Vivian burst out laughing, “You’re always
funny, darling.”

“I don’t think so.” He smiled.

Vivian ran a hand down her long hair, “How
has work been?”

Dennis smiled, “Stressful, but we thank God.”

For the next twenty-five minutes, they
discussed Dennis’ work. Dennis told her about dead criminals, wanted criminals and even gave her some tricks the Intelligence
Department of the police force used on
professional criminals. He told her everything
she could comprehend about investigations
and interrogations. At some points, Vivian
found what he was saying boring and felt like
asking him to stop, and at other points, she
found it so enticing and couldn’t help
laughing aloud. When Dennis thought it
appropriate, he asked her to close her eyes
and she quickly obeyed. He took out the
casing from his pocket, lifted the lid and
placed the casing on his laps. He took out a
diamond necklace, stood and dropped the
casing on the seat. He moved across to
Vivian’s back and gently but slowly wore the
necklace around her neck, “Don’t open yet.”

He said calmly and went back to the seat. He
bent to the casing and took out an emerald
ring. He was conscious of the stares of other
people in the restaurant as he stretched out to
Vivian and held her left hand. He straightened
it, then selected her ring finger, encircled it
with the ring and said, “You can now open
your eyes my angel.” He sat down. As Vivian
opened her eyes, the restaurant broke into
clapping and everyone stood up with smiles,
their gazes were on the two lovers. Vivian hid
her face in her palms, embarrassed, while
Dennis played the man and sparkled with
smiles as he waved happily at them and
shouted, “Thank you, thank you very much.”

He kept smiling until everyone settled down
and went on with their business. When he
turned to Vivian, her head was already up. She
stroked the necklace shyly with her right hand
while her eyes were fixed on her ring finger;
the necklace and the ring were beautiful and
she liked them. She was still staring from the
necklace to the ring with mouth agape when
Dennis said, “Will you marry me my angel?”