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BEHIND HER BACK 🌹 03
The weeks rolled by, and life at Amari Group remained as fast-paced as ever. Amara was busier than usual, juggling multiple real estate projects, board meetings, and investor negotiations. Despite the long hours, she loved every bit of it. She had worked hard to build her company, and she wasn’t slowing down anytime soon.

At home, things were just as steady. David remained the loving, attentive husband, and Zara continued to bring joy to their lives with her endless stories and school activities. Everything seemed normal—perfect, even.
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Amara stepped out of the closet, adjusting her earrings as she glanced at the clock. She had an important board meeting that morning, and she didn’t want to be late.

David was still in bed, scrolling through his phone.

She leaned down and kissed his forehead. “Aren’t you going to work today?”

He glanced up, flashing her a lazy smile. “I’ll go in a bit."

Amara nodded and grabbed her bag. “Alright, I’m off. See you later.”

As she left, she caught a glimpse of his phone screen—a message notification disappearing before she could read it.
" I love you" David said after her.

" I love you too"
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Amara walked into Amari Group headquarters, immediately met by Cynthia, her ever-efficient P.A.

“Good morning, ma,” Cynthia greeted, falling into step beside her.

“Morning, Cynthia. Updates?”

“The legal team finalized the documents for the new estate deal, and the marketing team wants your approval on the ad campaign. Also, the investors are requesting a follow-up meeting next week.”

Amara nodded. “Schedule the meeting for Wednesday. And I’ll review the campaign after lunch.”

“Yes, ma.”

As they reached her office, Cynthia hesitated. “Also… Linda asked to see you. She said it’s urgent.”

Amara frowned slightly. “Did she say what it was about?”

“No, ma. Just that it’s important.”

Amara sighed. “Alright, send her in.”

Cynthia nodded and left. Moments later, Linda walked in, looking a little nervous.
“Good morning, ma,” Linda said, offering a small smile.

“Morning, Linda. What’s urgent?”

Linda hesitated, biting her lip. “I was wondering if I could take Friday off. Just for a personal matter.”

Amara raised an eyebrow. Linda rarely asked for time off. “Everything okay?”

“Yes, ma. Just something I need to take care of.”

Amara studied her for a moment before nodding. “Alright. Make sure everything is in order before you leave.”

Linda’s face lit up with relief. “Thank you, ma.”

As Linda left, Amara shook her head.
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Later that afternoon, Amara met Chioma for lunch at their usual spot.

Chioma stirred her drink, watching Amara closely. “You seem tired.”

Amara sighed, rubbing her temples. “I am. Work has been crazy.”

Chioma smirked. “And home?”

Amara chuckled. “Home is fine. Same old, same old.”

Chioma leaned forward. “You still think David is the perfect husband?”

Amara rolled her eyes. “Chioma—”

“I’m just asking,” Chioma interrupted, raising her hands in defense."

“Yes, I do,” Amara said firmly. “David has never given me a reason to doubt him.”

Chioma tilted her head. “Good. I hope it stays that way.”

Amara frowned. “Why do I feel like you know something I don’t?”

Chioma smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I just know that nothing is ever as perfect as it seems.”

Before Amara could respond, her phone buzzed with a message.

It was from Cynthia.

Cynthia: Ma, Mr. David just called. He wants to take you out to dinner tonight.

Amara smiled, showing Chioma. “See? He’s still the man I married.”

Chioma glanced at the message, then back at Amara. “I hope you’re right.”

" I'm right. Stop worrying about me and my marriage. It's been 10 years and we are perfectly fine"

" If you say so"
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That evening, Amara met David at an upscale restaurant. He had already reserved a private table, and the ambiance was warm and inviting.

“You look stunning,” David said as she sat down.

She smiled. “Flattery will get you anywhere.”

David chuckled, reaching for her hand. “I just wanted to spend some time with my beautiful wife. You’ve been so busy lately.”

Amara squeezed his hand. " I'm sorry"

The dinner was perfect—delicious food, laughter, and light conversation. But as they talked, something nagged at the back of Amara’s mind.

David’s phone was face-down on the table.

He never did that.

And when it buzzed, his smile faltered just slightly before he flipped it over, ignoring the notification.

Amara noticed.

She said nothing.

But for the first time, a seed of doubt was planted.
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Amara woke up feeling restless. The dinner with David had been wonderful, yet something about the way he guarded his phone stuck with her. She wasn’t the kind of woman to snoop—David had never given her a reason to—but for the first time in years, she felt something was… off.

She pushed the thought aside as she got ready for the day. She had a packed schedule ahead, and the last thing she needed was unnecessary distractions.

At the office, Amara was already reviewing documents when Cynthia walked in.

“Ma, the real estate development team is waiting for your approval on the new project designs.”

Amara nodded. “Set up a meeting for noon.”

Cynthia hesitated. “Also, Linda isn’t in yet. She called in to say she’ll be a little late.”

Amara frowned slightly. Linda was always punctual. “Did she say why?”

“No, ma. Just that she’ll be in soon.”

Amara sighed. “Alright. Let me know when she arrives.”

Something about Linda’s recent behavior seemed unusual. First, the sudden request for Friday off. Now, she was coming in late.

Coincidence? Maybe. But Amara had always trusted her instincts.

And right now, something didn’t feel right.
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By lunchtime, Amara was mentally exhausted. She had spent the morning in back-to-back meetings and was ready for a break. Just as she was about to take a moment for herself, her phone rang.

It was Chioma.

Amara sighed, picking up. “Madam lawyer, what is it this time?”

Chioma chuckled. “You sound stressed.”

“Because I am,” Amara muttered. “What’s up?”

There was a brief silence before Chioma spoke. “Are you sure everything is fine at home?”

Amara’s brow furrowed. “Chioma, what is this about?”

Chioma sighed. “I don’t want to plant doubts in your head, but I heard something.”

Amara sat up. “Heard what?”

“A friend of mine mentioned seeing David at a restaurant two nights ago.”

Amara relaxed. “That was me. We went out for dinner.”

Chioma was silent for a moment. “This was during the day, Amara.”

A cold feeling spread in Amara’s chest. “So? He has meetings too, Chioma.”

“I know. But my friend said he wasn’t alone.”

Amara’s fingers tightened around her phone. “Who was he with?”

“I don’t know. But the way they were talking… it wasn’t business.”

Amara let out a short laugh, trying to push away the unease creeping in. “Chioma, you’re reading too much into things. David loves me. He worships me.”

Chioma sighed. “I know he does, but that doesn’t mean—”

“Enough, Chioma,” Amara snapped, surprising even herself.

There was a long silence.

Finally, Chioma said, “Alright. But if you ever feel something is wrong, don’t ignore it.”

Amara swallowed. “I won’t. But there’s nothing wrong.”

She ended the call, but the seed of doubt in her mind had just grown deeper roots.
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BEHIND HER BACK 🌹 02
The driver drove Amara back into the compound. It's quite late. She sighed in relief as she stepped out of her car.

The moment she opened the door, a small figure came dashing toward her.

“Mummy, you’re home!”

Amara laughed, scooping Zara into her arms. “Yes, my love. You are still awake?

“ yes mum. Daddy and I finished my solar system project!”

Amara glanced at David, who was lounging on the couch, smiling.

“She’s a little scientist,” he said.

Amara wrapped her arms around his waist. “And you’re the best dad.. I'm sorry I'm quite late today"

He kissed her forehead. “And you’re the best mum.”

Zara giggled, watching them. “You two are always acting like lovebirds.”

David chuckled, lifting Zara onto his shoulders. “Because we are.”

Dinner was already set on the dining table—steaming jollof rice with grilled chicken, garnished with fresh vegetables.

Amara turned to David with a smile. “You cooked?”

David shook his head. “I wish. I ordered from Mama Nkechi’s place.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “Still, you thought about it.”

They sat together, eating, talking, and laughing.

Amara found herself watching David closely—his easy smile, the way he listened to Zara with full attention, the way he occasionally reached for her hand.

He was her best friend. Her rock.

As the meal ended, Zara stretched and yawned. “Mummy, can I sleep in your bed tonight?”

David raised a brow. “Again? You’re a big girl now.”

Zara pouted. “Please?”

Amara chuckled. “Alright, just for tonight.”

Zara beamed and ran off to get her pillow.

David began clearing the table while Amara leaned against the kitchen counter, watching him.

She walked over, slipping her arms around his waist from behind. “Thank you for today. For everything.”

He turned, cupping her face in his hands. “Always.”

And as she looked into his eyes, she saw nothing but love.
" I love you David"

He smiled " I will forever love you till my last breathe" he said and their lips locked in a k!SS.
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The sun was already high in the sky when Amara pulled into the company parking lot. The morning had been smooth—David had dropped Zara off at school, and Amara had gone through her usual morning routine before heading to work.

She felt energized, ready to tackle the day’s challenges.

Inside Amari Group, her assistant, Cynthia, was waiting for her at the elevator.

“Good morning, ma,” Cynthia greeted, falling into step beside Amara.

“Morning. Any updates?”

“Yes, ma. The new client from yesterday confirmed their interest in the luxury apartment deal, but they want some modifications.”

Amara nodded as they stepped into the elevator. “Book a meeting for tomorrow morning. What else?”

“The finance team sent over the quarterly reports. Also, your lunch with the investors is still scheduled for today.”

The elevator doors opened, and Amara strode into her office, immediately settling into work mode. She had built this company from scratch, and moments like these reminded her how much effort it took to stay at the top...................... .............................
She was in a meeting when her phone buzzed with a message.

David: Hope your day is going well, my love.

She smiled, quickly typing back.

Amara: Very busy, but good. You?

David: Same here. I’ll pick up Zara from school today. See you later.

She felt a rush of affection for him. He always made sure to check in.
She will forever love him till eternity......................***********......................
Just as Amara was about to leave for her lunch meeting, Cynthia walked in, beaming.

“Ma, someone is here to see you.”

Amara barely glanced up. “Who?”

Cynthia grinned. “Your friend Ma'am Chioma.”

Amara’s head snapped up. “Chioma?”

“Yes, ma"

A huge smile spread across Amara’s face. “Bring her in!”

Moments later, Chioma strolled in, exuding confidence. She wore a fitted navy-blue dress, her makeup flawless, and her heels clicking against the polished floor.

Amara squealed, jumping to her feet. “Chioma! You didn’t tell me you were coming back!”

Chioma laughed, pulling her into a tight hug. “If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

Amara pulled back, scanning her friend up and down. “You look amazing! How was London?”

Chioma rolled her eyes playfully. “Cold. Expensive. But great.” She sighed dramatically. “I missed Nigerian food. First thing I did was buy suya.”

Amara laughed, shaking her head. “You haven’t changed.”

They sat down, catching up quickly. Chioma filled her in on her trip, the legal cases she had handled, and the high-profile divorce settlements she had won.

Then she leaned in slightly. “And you? How’s my favorite couple? How’s David?”

Amara smiled. “David is fine. Everything is fine.”

Chioma tilted her head. “That’s all? ‘Everything is fine’?”

Amara frowned slightly. “What else should I say?”

Chioma shrugged. “Nothing, I guess. I just wanted to know if anything has changed.”

Amara studied her friend. “Why would anything change?”

Chioma hesitated, then sighed. “You know, being a divorce lawyer has made me see things differently. I’ve handled so many cases where women thought their marriages were perfect—until they weren’t.”

Amara chuckled. “Chioma, not every man is a cheating, lying husband. David is different.”

Chioma smiled, but there was a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes. “I hope so. But you know what I always say—trust, but verify.”

Amara waved her off playfully. “Please, I don’t need your lawyer paranoia in my marriage.”

Chioma laughed. “Fine, fine. I won’t say anything more. Just promise me that if you ever need my help, you won’t hesitate to call.”

Amara squeezed her hand. “I promise. But trust me, I won’t need it.”

Chioma smiled, but before she could respond, a soft knock interrupted them.

" Come in " Amara said.

The office door swung open, and a young woman stepped in with a confident stride.

“Good afternoon, ma,” she said, flashing a bright smile.

Amara turned to her. “Yes, Linda?”

Linda is her secretary, efficient and always well-dressed. Today, she wore a fitted blouse and pencil skirt, her hair in a neat ponytail. She was young, smart, and ambitious—one of the best hires Amara had made.

“I just wanted to drop off the updated reports for the real estate division,” Linda said, setting a file on the desk. “Also, Mr. David called. He said to remind you that he’s picking up Zara today.”

Amara smiled. “Alright, thank you.”

Linda nodded and turned to leave, but not before glancing at Chioma.

Chioma watched her leave, then turned back to Amara with a curious expression. “That’s your secretary?”

“Yes. She’s been with me for a while now. Why?”

Chioma shrugged. “Nothing. Just observing.”

Amara raised an eyebrow. “You and your lawyer instincts.”

Chioma smirked. “I can’t help it. I see patterns in people.”

“Trust me, there’s nothing to see here.”

Chioma didn’t argue, but she gave Amara a look that made her pause for a brief second.

Then she brushed it off.

Nothing was wrong.*****************†********
By the time Amara got home, Zara was already on the couch watching her favorite cartoon. David sat beside her, laughing at something on the screen.

Amara leaned against the doorway, watching them for a moment.

Her perfect family.

David noticed her and grinned. “Mummy’s home!”

Zara jumped up, running to her. “Mummy, we learned about the solar system today!”

Amara lifted her into a hug. “That’s wonderful, my love.”

David stretched lazily. “Long day?”

She sighed, dropping her bag. “Very. But productive.”

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