Que sera sera.

‘I do’, was all that was ringing in my head at the back of the church where I was weeping. I loved Gbade so much but ‘why didn’t he marry’ me was the question I was asking myself. At the reception, I was not happy at all. As Gbade and Roselyn were doing the couple’s dance, I felt like shooting Roselyn for taking what was rightfully mine.  Gbade dragged me up to dance; I jumped up with so much joy in me. As we danced Roselyn gave me this wicked look, I just totally ignored her and continued dancing with my dream husband that was now married to Roselyn.

After the reception, Gbade came to meet me and said ‘I will always love you’. I cried and he put my head against his chest and pecked my head. I had so much to tell him, I wanted to tell him that I had always loved him and will always love him but I was just too shy and scared to tell him.

Gbade and I had been buddies since childhood. Everyone always referred to us twins and we acted like one. We went to the same High school, same college and the same grad school. We were always the talk of the school because of the way we act. We sleep on the same bed, bath together and also dress for each other.  He was my dream hubby. I had always loved Gbade and he had always loved me.

Before Gbade dates any girl, he will ask for my opinion and before I date any boy, I will ask Gbade. I never knew Gbade was serious with Roselyn until the day Gbade’s mom called me and said ‘your brother has decided to settle down’, I asked ‘with who’ and she said ‘with Roselyn of course’. I could not believe because Gbade just met Roselyn like 3months ago. I called Gbade immediately and asked him ‘Why? Is he ready for commitment?’ He said he loved Roselyn and wanted to marry her and I asked him ‘What about me?’ He said I will be fine. I broke down and cried my eyes out. I had made up my mind I was not going for the wedding, I will plan a vacation during that time and fly away.

Gbade’s mom called me two weeks before the wedding and said I am not helping with the wedding plans. I told her I was going for some business trips and she said ‘my dear, I know how you feel. You have to support him with his decision. We all want you but God knows best. We will always love you my daughter. Please come for the wedding’. I could not disrespect Gbade’s mom, she loved me more than Gbade her own son.

One (1) month after the wedding I got a phone call, it was from a hospital.  They called to tell me one Gbade David was involved in a ghastly accident and that I was his next-of-kin.  I called Gbade’s family and Roselyn to tell them what I just heard. We rushed to the hospital.

After series of test and observations, the doctor came to tell us ‘He won’t be able to walk again. He also needs a physical therapist that will help him with his exercise.’ Everyone busted in tears. I went to meet Gbade and told him everything will be fine.  Gbade was discharged but to his surprise went he got home Roselyn was not there anymore, her clothes, luggage’s all were gone. We later saw a note saying ‘I never really loved you but I thought I would. Now I know, I will never love you. Goodbye Sweetheart.’

Three years after as I smile and see Gbade playing with our second child Junior; I thank God for Roselyn’s decision. She left Gbade and I moved in with Gbade because I was a physical therapist and he also needed help. I guess I can say I had an opportunity of a second chance to take what was mine, despite the detours and, distractions. What was mine, still came back to be mine. MY FAITH MOVED THE MOUNTAIN.