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My heels hit the marbled floor as I make for the table he is waiting for me at. He is dressed in a teal shirt, sleeves rolled up, looking like a movie.

And he is all mine. As I arrive at the table, he smiles, abandons his phone and holds my hands.

When he smiles, my world lights up. And I can see other bitches across the room ogling this man, my man.

This is the dream. My dream.

When I wake up, I hiss.

Oloshi has the nerve to show up in my dream looking brand new.

Let me update you my people on what I’ve been up to as usual. I just like that I can share this stuff with you.

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