More than enough

ndle things on her own after all, she'd been doing it for years. The hospital visits, the lectures, the late-

dn't just cheer her on from the sidelines. He was in the trenches

anding. He never pushed when she needed time to herself. He never complained when her health issues

hen she had to take a break during a long clinic shift, or how his voice would soften when he asked if she was okay after a

nd what he was

ed her. His presence became an ancho

t like home. Jide reached across the table, his hand resting lightly on hers. There was a c

e said, and it was as if

she didn't want to drag him into her world, that maybe he deserved s

g his hand in return. She didn't h

ded to discuss every day. They were building something far more important a foundation that was unshakable. Thei

There were things she couldn't contr

r. Her heart sank before she even answered. It wa

e, now," her mother's v

mach twisted.

her eyes. Baba Tunde was pacing, his hands nervously running through h

her mother whispered. "We don't kn

y on high alert. She was about to ask what

think it's time we talked about your f

er health-suddenly hit her all at once. She wasn't just fighting for herself anymore. She was f