"I couldn't have answered differently, even if I went through the situation again," I thought to myself as I left Ciara's office. That question came out of nowhere, or so I believed. They seemed so carefree.

I needed to call David and thank him. He always told me that complimenting and affirming women can make a big impact. Who would have guessed that simply saying, "No man wouldn't like her," could save me from ruining my chance with her?

Speaking of which, I still can't shake the image of the person I saw at that gathering until I meet Kiara. It has been a crazy week, from seeing her, to the accident, and now discovering she is a triplet.

***

Monday arrived quicker than expected. I just need to own this week, work diligently, and figure out which girl is meant for me. I thought I could move on, but over the weekend, she stayed on my mind. At this point, in my imagination and dreams, we've become grandparents.

This time, I felt more sure of myself, ready to face Tiara. I had come to the conclusion that she was the one I had seen before, especially considering how she kept stealing glances at me in Ciara's office. I felt a stronger connection with her too.

Days flew by in a blink, as did the entire week. I was so occupied with work and the desire to meet Tiara that a whole month had passed. I hardly even had time to meet with Ciara. Strangely, instead of losing interest in finding Tiara, I became almost obsessed with locating her.

On a typical day, caught up in my work and rushing to submit a report, I accidentally bumped into someone. I quickly got up and helped the person to their feet. When I caught a glimpse of her face, I was captivated by her beauty, but before I could utter a word, she slapped me across the face.

"Can't you watch where you're going? You've ruined my dress!" she shouted, followed by more harsh words. I couldn't retort because I was lost in my thoughts, trying to figure out if she was Ciara, Tiara, or Kiara. They all looked so alike, it was overwhelming and frightening. I continued staring as she walked away into Ciara's office.

I concluded that it was probably Ciara due to my mistake, assuming that work had taken a toll on her. I decided to take it on the chin for the team. Later that day, I entered her office to seek her approval on some documents, only to find all three beautiful ladies present together: Ciara, Tiara, and Kiara.

I had to find out who I had encountered earlier, and I couldn't put it off any longer. I couldn't keep hesitating and tormenting myself with imaginary scenarios for weeks on end. After obtaining Ciara's signature, I headed towards the door, still battling my uncertainty about asking who was who.

Summoning all the courage I had, I turned around and asked, "Which one of you attended the gathering where I was supposed to be introduced?"

They exchanged glances and burst into laughter. "You're a bit late," Ciara chuckled amidst her laughter.

What?

To be continued...