It had been quite some time since I spoke to Lincoln. He was forced to quit his job at 3Complex because his father was convinced that he wouldn’t make a full recovery if he kept on seeing me. His wedding was two weeks away and it still felt like a bullet to the heart. KG and I were much closer and we agreed to keep things as neutral as possible between us. From a spectator’s point of view we were just ready to get married but in reality we were far from that. KG was there for me when I had to deal with the whole commotion that was Lincoln’s situation and I was there for him when his father’s death seemed to make certain feelings resurface. We kissed, we made love but we both didn’t want to accept that we were in a relationship. In fact, we called it a ‘Frielationship’ and it was just fine that way. KG went back to school to finish his event planning course and was just waiting for his qualification so that he could kick start his career. I was really proud of him.
Kelebogile kept on making appearances at the house just to flaunt her engagement ring, it was very beautiful and it looked expensive so it was quite obvious that Lincoln’s father was the one who paid for it. He was literally paying for everything when it came to the wedding, just so that his son could be ‘straight’.
Morithi and I finally made peace and he had also returned to the Gigolo’s Castle. We decided that we were going to open a restaurant together because he approached me with an amazing business plan and asked me to be his partner. I always knew Morithi had brains. The inspiration behind his business was his kids with Thobile. Yes, Morithi was going to raise Thobile’s twins regardless of whether they were his or Nigel’s. Morithi and Thobile got back together and they were just readying themselves for the birth of the twins.
Nigel and Zama also got back together and they too were readying themselves for the birth of the twins. It does sound weird if you ask me but everyone in the Gigolo’s castle was special in their own way. Thobile’s kids would be the most spoiled children that ever lived because literally everyone was waiting for their birth. It was very special and beautiful.
Malcolm and Sihle were also opening a salon just down the road from the house where Malcolm would be in charge whilst Sihle was at work. On Malcolm’s birthday, Sihle bought him a brand new sports car. I wish I was that lucky. They too had overcome all the drama they had and they seemed to be moving forward harmoniously.
Gavin was still on the hunt for someone to call his own but that didn’t stop him from breaking innocent hearts. He had cut down on the drinking and was starting to look even more handsome than he initially was. I guess alcohol really does something to your looks… even though we don’t realize it at that time. He sold his house and permanently moved into the Gigolo’s Castle. I laugh when I look at how we did things in reverse, instead of branching out and doing things on our own, we were just going back to the communal life, but that’s because it’s the only thing we knew and loved. Gavin, Sihle and I were just getting richer as 3Complex kept on growing and reaching international standards. Although it was an honour and it was our biggest goal, it motivated us to work even harder and get richer and buy more sports cars whilst living in a commune.
I was happy, KG was happy, we were all just happy because things were falling into place. It seemed like everyone decided to grow up at the same time but nobody wanted to let go of the other and the Gigolo’s Castle would prove to be our last home. There was a lot of moving around going on because we were all preparing ourselves for Lincoln’s wedding. That was still an issue for me but I was genuinely happy for him.
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