Part 3 of 3
Chapter 3 - The Aisle
By Zakes Mdluli
2,437 words · 10 min read
CHAPTER 3: THE AISLE
Ayabonga
I don't know why I texted her that.
I've never really been known as a touchy-feely guy, and I've had the complaint from past girlfriends that I don't open up about my emotions enough.
If that's the case, why did I text Sanele that I miss her? I honestly don't know what I was thinking, and I keep staring at my phone trying to figure it out. The truth is… I do miss her. Which is even stranger. I've known the woman for two days, and I've been in full years-long relationships where I haven't felt that way after a few hours apart. But with her?
Things feel… different.
Maybe it's the way she sleeps curled into my side, her lashes curved against her cheek as she snores ever so slightly. It's more like loud breathing, rather than snoring, but it's incredibly cute either way, and I'd spent a surprising amount of time this morning just watching her sleep. It could also be the way she laughs at all of her own jokes, long before anyone else gets the chance to react themselves. Or maybe it's the way she takes care of her sister, doing everything in her power to make sure her sister has the perfect wedding day. She thinks she doesn't and she beats herself up — talking about herself as if she is unreliable, but she's not. Everything her sister has needed this weekend, I've watched Sanele step up and take care of it.
Whatever is going on between us… I know I'm biting off more than I can chew.
What happened next is the reason this story exists.
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