That birthday ball had to happen.
And so, he sat quietly... and let the four of them take down Somto.
Now that Nnenna was shooting him SOS glances with those pleading eyes, Arthur felt a strange thrill stir in his chest. She was looking at him. Seeking his help. That alone made his heart skip.
But… he didn't move.
It was selfish, he knew that. But for once, he let his heart win. Carl's words from some years ago echoed in his mind "You can't go wrong following your heart."
And for once in his life, Arthur chose to believe that. Not logic. Not calculation. Just this quiet, stubborn feeling in his chest.
Thanks to Ava, everything that used to feel hazy and confusing now had a little more clarity.
So he sat there, quietly pretending not to notice Nnenna's cries for help... while enjoying the fact that her eyes were on him.
Time passed slowly.
It took hours, literal hours, for Nnenna to finally settle on a dress. Not because she was being picky, but because there were too many.
