Romance in Kitalo City Book 2
He believes in all the clichés about love and thinks that true love is worth taking a few risks for.
She's recently stopped believing in true love and thinks love isn't worth the risk of a broken heart.
Who will win t...
* As usual, translations will be found at the end of the chapter. There are quite a few in this chapter. To make them easier to identify, I've written them in italics, so please scroll down to find out what these people are saying.
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Four years ago...
As soon as my eyes landed on her, I picked up the pace, almost running up the little hill to get to her. Her arms wrapped around me as I lifted her body off the ground and kissed her to let her know how much I missed her, and how happy I was to see her again. Chifundo smiled at me with tears in her eyes. There was a hint of sadness back there, but the pride all over her face told me exactly how she was feeling.
"Congratulations, baby." Chifundo smiled once I put her down. "I bet this is only the beginning of a long, successful career in basketball."
"Thanks, baby." I beamed. "I'm so excited, Chifundo. I'm salivating thinking about the exposure that playing for the KC Stars will bring me."
She smiled some more, her eyes getting more teary. There was now unmistakable pain in them, and I wondered just what could make her so sad in a moment like this. Hasani and I had just received news of an offer from the Kitalo City provincial basketball team. An offer we'd literally been dreaming of for years. Chifundo knew just how big this was for me, so at first I'd assumed she was crying tears of joy, but now I knew there was more to it than that.
"Baby? Ndichani?" I asked, pulling her hands into mine. "Talk to me."
"I want to break up, Chimwemwe." she said, her voice stern and steady even as the tears poured down her face.
"Wati chani? Break up? Why, baby?" My forehead furrowed deeply from the disbelief I felt.
"We're not going to work out, Chimwemwe. You being in Kitalo and me being here is a disaster waiting to happen. It's best that we let this fantasy go now, before things get too deep."
"Fantasy?" I said. "Chifundo, this isn't a fantasy to me. This isn't some temporary situation I want to be in for fun. You mean everything to me."
"You mean everything to me, too. That's why I have to let you go. If we continue like this, the distance will make us resent each other."
"Fundo, hold on. You're not thinking this through." I said, desperately searching her eyes for a sign that she was just pranking me.
"Chimwemwe..." she said through a gut-wrenching sob. "Please, I can't do this anymore."
"Why is the distance a problem all of a sudden? We've been good all this time."
"Have we been good, Chimwemwe? You really don't mind seeing me once every six months?"
"Baby, we make it work."
"It's not working!" she growled, frustrated. "I'm so tired of it. The video calls make me miss you too much. The presents just remind me that you're not here. The long stretches of time we spend not talking at all because you're too busy drive me nuts. Ndatopa Chimwemwe. Chikondi sichiyenera kuvuta chonchi."
