Purple Romance

Yvonne was getting ready to go out when her doorbell rang. She placed her bag on the couch and went to open it. she saw two men standing at the door.

''Can I help you?''

''Are you Miss Yvonne Tutuh?''

''Yes, how may I help you?''

''We are from the District Police station; we wish to ask you some few questions concerning the accident of Miss Jessi Attoh three years ago''

Yvonne's eyes flickered and for a moment her legs turned jelly but she maintained a poised smile in front of the two policemen.

''Do you have a warrant?'' she asked.

''Yes, we do''

''Come in'' she stepped aside giving way to the policemen to go inside. She clutched her hands tightly and went to sit across them.

''Officers, I don't know what this is about but, I already gave my statement that year. Is it Jordan who is putting you up to this? Does he think I have a hand in Jessi's accident?''

''Miss Yvonne, we can't tell you anything. The case was recently opened after the victim's family requested for a reinvestigation. This is only a formality; you don't need to be scared if you are really innocent'' one of the policemen said to her.

''Alright. I have somewhere to go at 11:00AM, you have to be fast with your questions, officers''

''Sure. Can you tell us what happened that day, if possible, into detail how the accident happened?''

''I was at the airport about to leave for Osborn when Jessi ran to me. She asked me to not go and that her brother needed me. But, I had other things to do at that time, so I told her to go home. When she refused, I had to call someone to come for her. I called Mirabel, but she didn't come to the airport early. Because my flight was scheduled to leave in 30 minutes' time, I thought I could get her into a cab before leaving so I sent her out of the airport. When we got to the roadside, she crossed the road without looking and was hit by the car. I didn't want to miss my flight, so I sent her to the hospital and when her family arrived, I left to catch my flight''

''I see. Your statement back then and now is all the same. We will leave it here. If there is anything else, we will call you to come to the station and write a report''

…..

Jordan walked out of his villa and got into his car. driving out, he saw a familiar silhouette that was stopping him and he pulled over.

''Jordan, do you have to push me to the wall, this much? What do you want to achieve by asking the police to

investigate Jessi's accident?''

''Justice for Jessi. That is what I want''

''What?'' she let out a sarcastic laugh.

''Justice for Jessi? I see you are trying to push me to the wall. Jordan, you asked me to stay away from you and I did. What else do you want from me? I wasn't the one who caused Jessi's accident. Why can't you accept that?''

''I can't accept it because she is my only family and I don't trust you so called statement. Yvonne, I am going to push you even further until you confess to me what exactly happened that day and why Jessi doesn't want to speak about it. The truth that only you two know? I will find it no matter what it takes''

''Really? Go ahead then, let's see how many secrets will come out of that single day that you are dying to know so much about. Just don't regret it later on'' she finished and got into her car and drove away furiously. Jordan sighed and curved his lips slightly into a mocking smile.

....

Bits Café.

Mirabel entered the café and went to occupy a quiet and serene corner table. She took out her tablet out and started reading some notes while jotting some points on her notepad.

Bits café was a library cum café that allowed its customers to have a good reading time. It had a large collection of books by famous authors and novels ranging from romances, to horror. It seeks to satisfy all genre of customers.

Right at this moment, Mirabel was there to play games because her home was no longer the place for her. Her mother's relentlessness in finding her a boyfriend was becoming unbearable for her. It wasn't that she didn't want a boyfriend. she wanted a boyfriend too, someone she could call her own, someone who would only look at her alone but she didn't also want her desperation to lead her into the wrong the relationship. She wanted someone she could develop friendship with, someone who she could communicate with and be comfortable around. None of the men she went out with in the last one week gave her that feeling of comfort, so she didn't want to waste her time anymore on meaningless blind dates. Her time was precious to her.

She finished her assignment that her mentor had sent to her and sent it to her email before leaning against the chair to relax. Her mentor was a professor in her department who was also the only female professor there. Mirabel aspired to be like her.

Casting her eyes around the café, she noticed that everyone was sitting in pairs. She was the only one who didn't have anyone by herself. It made her frown, ''since when did this place become a dating centre? I should take a walk and clear my mind''

She stood up and picked her bag about to leave when she heard her name and looked up.

''Mirabel, right?''

''Norah?'' Mirabel looked at the familiar face of the lady who just called her. She was with another girl whom she remembered very well as Becky but she didn't have a favourable relationship with the latter back then because she was the one who made Drew to break their deal.

''What a surprise? This was the last place I expected to see you'' Norah gave her a friendly hug.

''I could say the same about you''

''Mirabel, didn't you see me?'' Becky asked.

''I did but I decided to ignore you because we never had a good relationship at school. You know me, I don't know how to pretend to be friends with someone I'm not'' Mirabel was frank and it hurt Becky's pride but it was the truth. She always knew the temperament of Mirabel. She wasn't one to pretend.

''I thought you would change after not seeing each other for so many years'' Becky muttered.

''Becky, let's not spoil this moment. It's rare seeing Mirabel here'' Norah said and smiled at Mirabel.

''I came to read some books and I'm now going for a walk''

''Who did you come with?'' Becky asked.

''I came alone. Do I have to come with someone?''

''Norah and I are on a double date. The two men ordering the drinks at the counter over there are our boyfriends. Don't tell me you are still single?''

''What is wrong with been single?''

''It's not good to always be alone. What if you grow old at this rate without a boyfriend?''

''You…''

''You shouldn't have a lot of standards when looking for a boyfriend. Just look for someone who can handle your tantrums''

''Who said I didn't have a boyfriend?''

''You have a boyfriend? Who are you trying to fool?''

''He is the CEO of C and C Fashion house, Joel Asante'' Mirabel said proudly and was satisfied after seeing the shock expression on Becky's face.

''Hey, Mira, who are you trying to fool. Everyone knows in this country, three men are hardly seen outside, Jordan Attoh, Lucas Harvey and Joel Asante. I can understand that you are close to the first two but Joel Asante? Aren't you being too presumptuous. What if your lies catch up to you?''

''What lies, that is the truth I am telling you. If you don't believe me, that is up to you''

''My cousin is the secretary to Joel Asante and she even mentioned that he was out of the country. How can he be your boyfriend when his secretary doesn't even know about you?'' Becky sneered and laughed.

''He is my boyfriend; I have no reason to lie''

''Do you even have his number?''

''Becky, that's enough. People are watching us'' Norah tried to stop her.

''Mirabel, you can leave since you are going alone''

''No, she has to prove that Joel Asante is really her boyfriend. Saying he is her boyfriend is equal to defamation. You can't just lie and walk out like that without providing evidence'' Becky said rather loudly taking notice of the people watching them. The two men with them walked over and Norah quickly held her boyfriend's hand saying.

''I think our date will have to end here. Let's go out'' Norah said intending to end the escalating exchange.

''Is everything alright?'' Norah's boyfriend asked.

''We have a liar here saying she is the girlfriend of Joel Asante, the CEO of C and C Fashion house. Isn't that funny?''

''What is funny about that?''

At the door, a tall figure sauntered into the café and immediately everyone's gaze turned towards him.