She faltered, the words catching in her throat. For months, just saying his name felt heavy.
But she was healing now, she had to push forward. She clenched her fists and forced the words out.
"My strategy was personally taught by Somto. I can handle myself, and I can be a big help to you."
"You're being stubborn again," Carl said quietly, his gaze narrowing. It felt like déjà vu, the same reckless determination that had led to their big fight three months ago.
Didn't she just admit minutes ago that he had been right back then? Why was she throwing her life away again?
"This isn't stubbornness, Carl," Nnenna countered, her voice steady. "It's confidence. You're one of the few people who knows me best. When I say I can do something, it's because I can. There's always risk, but if I let fear stop me, I'll never grow."
Her eyes met his, unwavering. He still didn't look convinced. So she reached for her last card.
