After calming down and soaking in her humiliation, she adjusted to her new situation.
Frightening, they might be, but there would be a way out. She just had to find it. And find it she would. She tried to maintain a positive outlook. But you see, it’s kind of hard to do that when you’re stinking of sweat, fear and urine, tied to a post and alone with the only true threat to your existence.

Yewande and Ahmed once had a good thing going. After their first encounter at Little saints comprehensive college, (odd name for a school, yes, I know. But I didn’t name it, duh) in the first day of the first term of SS1, both had each taken to the other like a boat to water. They were inseparable. They shared everything. Secrets. Stories. And as their bodies went through puberty, they shared that too. Severally. In fact, she still wondered how she escaped pregnancy those years in school. Probably one of them was sterile. Who knows?

It had only seemed natural that they formalized their union, and as they entered the final lap of their education in Little saints, Ahmed asked her out.

She said yes.
Big mistake.

It was all sunshine, rainbows and roses till he had an accident. That coincidentally occurred just when he was about to enter university. They had concluded plans to live together on campus as a couple. It was really heartbreaking, and she thought she had lost him. Turned out she had, she just didn’t know it yet.

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