She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 38

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She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 38

Alfred did a sharp turn and brought the Jeep
onto Thomson Avenue. Lucky Dube’s the one
was playing gently over the car radio. Alfred
was humming the beats while Dennis was
tapping his feet on the floor and nodding as
well. They were silent for some minutes before Dennis broke the silence, “It has been over a year I came to this street.” He lowered the volume of the radio and stilled his head and feet.

Alfred swerved left to avoid hitting a fowl
which was crossing the road, “That’s what it should be when someone you so much care for stabs you in the back.”

Dennis looked in the wing mirror, “Have you
ever had a heart break?”

Alfred smiled, “No, but I know how it feels like when one experiences that.”

Dennis was now looking at the windscreen,
“Are you in love with someone?”

Alfred nodded, “I’m engaged to Deborah
Hilcurt.”

“The daughter of Senator Fatima Hilcurt?”
Dennis demanded.

Alfred nodded, “She’s the best thing that has ever happened in my life.” He turned to look at Dennis, “I hope we make it to the altar.” He faced the windscreen.

“Definitely. She‘s nice, faithful and disciplined,

unlike Vivian who was completely an actress.
Debora will definitely make the best wife. Wish
you both luck.”

Alfred smiled and honked the horn, “Thank
you.” He looked at Dennis and faced the
windscreen again, “Hope you find someone
who’ll make you happy for the rest of your
life.”

Dennis shook his head in disapproval, “I’ll
never love again.”

Alfred looked at him and turned back to the
windscreen, “That’s not possible.”

Dennis rested his arm on the window, “I’ve
made up my mind and the decision is already
sealed. I can’t bring myself to experience what I experienced when Vivian betrayed me. I almost died. I was distracted, shattered and
almost went mad. I can’t face such
horrendous experience again.”

Alfred sq££zed his shoulder, “Some days are like that. Relationship is all about
uncertainties and experiments. It’s all about
ups and downs. You get lucky, it works as you
plan, you don’t, you look for better alternative elsewhere. Life has a way of directing and teaching us. Vivian was never your girl.” He released his grip on his shoulder and returned his hand to the steering, “I believe your girl is
still somewhere out there and I assure you
that very soon, you’ll either find her or she’ll find you. You’ll certainly love again.” He smiled and Dennis shook his head in disagreement and pointed at a building.

“That’s her apartment.”
Alfred nodded and pulled over. They got out of
the car and started towards the door. Dennis
couldn’t imagine himself in Vivian’s
apartment. The apartment was resonant and
he remembered that part of his past he so
much dreaded. It was a part that made him
shudder and always sent his heart pounding
madly whenever he thought of it. His memory
was filled with the picture of the man he had
caught lying on top of Vivian, savouring her
beautiful and delicate body, savouring the
body he had earlier thought was only his, and
he felt hot sweat dripping from his armpits.

He still remembered exactly how the man
looked. He was good looking, tall, with a flat-
top hairstyle and bearded chest. Dennis’ eyes became red with rage and he felt like doing an about-turn. Alfred looked at him and read what he was having in mind. He held his
palms,

“Just try get composed until we’re done with her.” He released his hand with no expression,

“It’s not easy but you’ve got to try.”

Dennis forced a smile and nodded, “I will.” And they got to the door. Dennis hesitated and
rang the bell.

A voice said from inside, “A moment please.”