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Jola leaned forward; Pastor Lere was making a lot of sense. “There are some of you here today, praying for God to give you a God-fearing spouse, an understanding and loving spouse; my question for you is, are you also God-fearing? Understanding and loving? Do you know how to control your anger? Do you have a good character? Are you bearing fruits consistent with the spirit? He paused, then continued. “There are some other people here who are in toxic relationships. In fact, they had no business dating the person in the first place but, because of the pressure to settle, have compromised their standards-“
Jola’s mind drifted to a conversation she had with Tife the day before. She had stopped by her friend’s house on her way from work. She needed to talk to someone and felt Tife was the best person to share her feelings with but when Tife opened the door that evening, Jola knew her friend had been crying.

A FEW WEEKS LATER

Lola paced in her room, lost in thoughts. She had been raised in a Christian home, and her parents attended the Anglican church. Still, she joined a Pentecostal church in her 2nd year at the University, so when she was told that Brother John had approached the marriage committee about his interest in her, she became anxious because she knew what was coming. Lola already liked another man, though he did not attend her church. They had been talking for a month, and she felt ready to ask him about his intentions. She had planned to meet up with him, only for her to run into Brother John at the car park.

Jola woke up with a banging headache. She fumbled about her bedside drawer in search of her phone. 10am? She hissed and sat up in bed, trying to remember the events of the past 24 hours. Her head was pounding. She remembered she was supposed to meet up with Jimi, who was meant to be her date but was disgustingly late. She had tried his number several times, while sitting at their reserved table, waiting for him, but he didn’t pick up. Feeling disappointed in herself for trusting him again, she ordered a cab immediately. She remembered her heels echoing as she walked out of Crust and Creme restaurant into the car park. 

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