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I LOVE HIM BUT I DON'T....

(Part Two)

Dupe still couldn't understand herself.

She couldn't really define what she was feeling.

A part of her wanted Emmanuel; but there's just this one thing that seemed not to be right.

She had her convictions. She knew that he was the man God had destined for her.

She had prayed through and even had confirmations from her pastor.

Not just that, she loved his company.

But Emmanuel had pot belly.

Not that big really; his stomach actually complemented his size.

Was she really bothered about that?

No, but she just couldn't stand being mocked by her friends.

She's a Christian but most of her friends are nominal Christians.

They barely went to church.

To meet their standard, you must be tall, huge, muscular and handsome.

Lest I forget, you should have a ride. (I hope you got that?)

How would she introduce Emmanuel to them?

She just couldn't.

Each time she went out with her friends, she gisted them about how lovely and caring this guy was.

They envied her; wishing they had such a man.

They longed to know the guy.

But she wouldn't let them see his pictures.

She wouldn't want to be ridiculed.

While she was still talking with them about the guy, he texted her.

She smiled sheepishly, showing her friends the text message.

"But where does he works?" Nike asked.

"I can imagine how cute he is. My friend, you're so lucky", the second lady affirmed.

"He must have taken you out in his car before. Won't you introduce him to us so we can all have a good time together?"

Hmm...

Dupe was confused.

All her friends had fallen in love with the personality of Emmanuel but she was sure that they wouldn't like his appearance.

She saved his number with someone else's picture.

One cute guy who was her Facebook friend.

They had never talked before but he was the kind of man her friends would approve of her.

She was startled.

She replied: "He's currently out of the country. You'll all get to meet him when he's back."

While she was still talking, he sent another text message, telling her that he was already waiting for her at home.

Oh! She needed to leave.

But how would she leave?

They were all suppose to be heading to her house.

Unfortunately, Emmanuel, the mystery man was already at home.

Ehm ehm!

She stammered..

To be continued...