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Of course, I didn’t go back to where I was coming from; I went to my desk and waited for the meeting to finish before going to see her privately in her office. The meeting was over before I finished planning what to tell her and the anxiety that had been bothering me all morning went to another level; this time my palms were sweating and my hands were shaky.

You know say government talk say for this lockdown, dem go give people money and I see am for NTA news yesterday say dem don start to the transfer money to people. Dem send to you? Or you know anybody wey dem don send to?

“I have called your husband’s father, he is on his way… you can ask him whatever you want when he comes” President Ken sat back down on the chair next to her bed and continued with his documentary. Biola lay back down on the bed and covered her head in the blanket; she was uncomfortable with the president around.

Before she realised it, he had torn her clothes off her body putting a hand over her mouth and the weight of his knee on her thigh essentially paralyzing her. It was Bishop Chukwu all over again. Rebecca in figuring out Onu’s plan started to fight with the remaining power that she had; she scratched and bit and scratched him again just to get him off her but unfortunately for her she was not fighting Inspector Onu, she was fighting Onu on drugs.

My brother, no be because of my sister pikin. As en mama drop am here and school no dey, I come hear say star times get better program for children wey go dey teach them dey things wey dem suppose learn for school

Umar and Biola enjoyed the rest of the party until a man propositioned Biola right in front of him and instead of taking his jealousy out on the man he took it out on her as usual. Umar dragged her into a small empty room and began to hit her this time gunning to disfigure her face but Biola was ready to fight back.

Ben moved in to her apartment so that they could spend more time together. Because of the case she was working on making time together was very hard and he thought moving in together was going to solve it; instead it made things worse and he was tired, tired of being a mistress while she was married to her case.

When I entered my room, the whole conversation felt surreal; like it didn’t happen but it did. So Abdul didn’t marry Kate after all, I didn’t know how to feel; I was neither happy nor sad. I just couldn’t believe how that day went and eventually turned out.

Aaah, Mazi you no know say as doctors dem get high risk to catch the sickness or disease wey dem dey treat and the hazard money government allocate to them in case dem catch disease from treating person na five thousand naira

Biola was taken aback by his mature way of speaking but she didn’t let it distract her from threatening to call his mother to tell her where he was “call her… she would be happy to hear from you” his confidence was a new outfit she had never seen him wear before “I had a long day Salim, I don’t need this right now” she turned to walk away but he pulled her towards him and kissed her with the desire of a man. She felt his racing heart against her chest and it made hers beat faster.

Rita sad down beside her shattered friend and looked at her carefully “no. No you can never forgive him” on hearing those words Madam Lucy began another round of tears. She knew Rita was right; there was no way in hell she was ever going to forgive John Bull for pulling this on her but for now all she could do was cry.

Anyway, here I was in my room resisting myself from calling Abdul to find out if he actually went through with the wedding. I checked on all social media platforms to see if anyone posted about Abdul and Kate getting married but I didn’t see anything. I was tempted to think that it was because the wedding didn’t happen but I restrained myself from such thoughts.