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One thing is glaring for identification; a bird tattoo.

Love was present at the breaking of the day in a very cold morning and there was this call for a fight for love.

Adeola handed her cellphone to the terrified young man, who surprisingly stayed back. In a nod, she asked him to read out the message she just received. He obeyed. It read: YOUR TIME IS UP. She heaved a sigh and closed her eyes.