#TheWrongOne
The Wrong One
I don't believe in love at first sight. I believe in systems. Everything is a cold, hard calculation; How much does he earn? Which family does he come from? Where is he going in life? I do this because my mother chose with her heart and ended up counting coins at the kitchen table while I watched. I decided at twelve: I'd never be her. Langa Mkhize is my number one. Property developer. Good family. The kind of man your mother phones you three times about after meeting him once. He checks every box. Then my car broke down outside a workshop in Middelburg, and a mechanic named Sibusiso fixed it in under a minute. He didn't ask for my number. He just looked at me like he had nowhere else to be — and my entire system glitched. I know what the smart choice is. I've always known. But here's what nobody tells you about systems: they work perfectly right up until they deliver exactly what you asked for. And then you have to live with the answer. What happens when the plan works — and it's not enough?
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