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And I want to attend your party o. But my pastor said I must not attend parties on the first day of the month. Especially if the venue has a 'L' in its spelling, remember 'Lekki.'

adeh39:
Lol!!!, if u guys were dere when I was born dat means u are 100yrs old nw,
D water spirits said I should say a big THANK YOU 2 u guys, nd u are all invited 2 d party.
Same venue, hope u guys remember? I'm officially inviting Techno4life, Emmykul4luv, D9ty7,Onemansquad,Bluestarry nd 10 other volunteers 2 d party. Venue: Under d water of Lekki Beach,I mean under d SEA. DRess Code: White, many foods nd drinks are available. Including beautiful Chics 4 d guys. THANKS.

Moreso, I dnt have a white cloth, I dnt like chics, I attend parties where there is nothing to eat.

The Queen of the section has spoken, Audrey, HBG, now its time to put behind our differences and keep our fingers on the lock as we await the comeback of Repogirl.

Good one there Audrey Timms.

POST HIDDEN

Update drops as soon as I charge my phone.

Drop your comments guys. They go a long way in encouraging the writer. And I can bodly tell you that this story is wrapping up soon. Before the 10th or 15th of December by God's grace.

Yes. In fact, i really wanted to update but I have been very busy to type. I was able to update all in a circle because the updates has been typed since yesterday.

adewealth027:
D9ty7.......thought u said u would give us updates in THE THOMAS FAMILY

All hopes not lost, its possible I drop something today. But in case I didn't you'll get to read 'The Thomas' tomorrow morning before I update 'All in a circle.'

Meaning I have improved right?

Benjaminbest:
nice update no favourities

It still beats my imagination why some readers are so selfish and inconsiderate. Though from my own perspective, I want to believe Repogirl is at fault for not updating for a long time. But hey! The last time I checked, she is not being paid for this.
Everyone has a life outside Nairaland, Repo is married with kids, she has to spend time with her family.
I have just one advice for angry readers who as a result of their anger have become inconsiderate, pick up your pen, write a story, and try posting it online. You'll see how easy it is.
One advice for Repo, take your time to update, I am not a a selfish reader. I will not unfollow the thread, how will I unfollow the thread when my unfollow feature isn't working.
Lets just give her some more time to satisfy us.
Repogirl: please make it snappy and update even if its once in a week.
The readers: patience is the word. Be patient with the young woman, she was not like this for the majority of false pretences. Only a the last few chapter were delayed.
Me just want peace ni o. Don't bash me and don't quote me.

--continuation--
Students were gradually dispersing the hall in the manner in which they had come. The exam which was computer based lasted for an hour and the computer has been shutdown immediately the time elapsed and everyone exiting the hall. Dolapo was walking outside like every other students when someone grabbed her hand from behind.
"Dolapo, please we need to talk." Darasimi said.
She wanted to slap her that minute but going physical with a tall Darasimi was sucidal. She just stood rooted to the spot.
"Abeg comot for road jor." One of Dolapo's coursemate said.
"You dey craze. Simple courtsey you no get." Darasimi said to him, this time Dolapo had stepped out of his way.
"Na your father own this place abi? Bi.tch." He said and walked away.
Darasimi hissed.
"Please, I won't take your time. One minute and we are done." Darasimi pleaded.
Dolapo looked to the parking space opposite the ICT complex.
"They are waiting for me." She said to Darasimi who also looked at the black Nissan parked with a lady leaning against it and two uniformed policemen were either reading something on a phone or were watching a movie.
"I have been here since morning, even before you came just to talk to you." Darasimi said.
"You should have called me then. I am in a hurry to leave the school premises." Dolapo said.
Darasimi gave up, there was no way she would be talking to Dolapo this morning.
"If you insist. I just want to further clarify myself that I know nothing about our friend's death."
"Like you have always said. Just put it at the back of your mind that nothing must happen to Tolani." Dolapo said.
A guy came to view before them, took a picture of them talking.
"Get out of here Desmond." Darasimi shouted.
The guy, Desmond was a popular blogger, he owned a gossip website which deals mainly with the activities within the school. He post pictures, leaked sex videos involving students, pictures of the newest couples, exam time table, lecturer profile, all manners of news, both good and bad can be found on Desmond's blog. Most of such news were lies, but his videos are always a hot cake.
Desmond taking their picture, the two girls knows what it meant and they won't want to be on Desmond's blog of immoral things. Darasimi has never appeared on the blog and she has vowed not to be mentioned, not to talk of appearing on the blog. Dolapo has appeared twice on the blog. The first time was when her friend Tokunbo won the Miss Fresher award in their 100level and Miss LASU a year ago. A picture she took with the beauty queen was posted on the blog.
Desmond took a few more captions and walked away a fufilled man.
"I have to go." Dolapo said walking away.
Darasimi stood transfixed to the spot, a part of her wanted to run after Dolapo while another part nudged her to get out of the complex. Her first paper starts in twenty minutes.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Clement has been discussing with Habeeb for almost twenty minutes now. He was trying to sound cool with him and he handled him with all liniency.
"Habeeb, you want peace right?" Clement asked.
Habeeb kept mute and continued staring into space.
"You religion is a religion of peace. I bet you'll be willing to help us stop insurgence in this country. You've given me the names of the top officials, tell me how we can get Abdul Maleek."
Habeeb who has been cooperative with Clement so far wanted to help them end Khal corp even though it wasn't from the depth of his heart that he wished such. If he wasn't arrested, he'll continue to wax stronger as a policeman serving as an informant to an insurgent group. Habeeb had mentioned names of the pillars of the Khal corp, from Abdul Maleek, the ceo, to the members of Maleek's council, Hakym, the head of stategies, the Doctor Koln, a german medical doctor who worked in the Khal corp, to other top officials, who function in other government agencies, those at the federal level, the state level and local level. And the last but not the least, the man who is filled with danger, the man who perpetrate evil without battling an eye lid, the man, Danger-kelv himself.
As much as Clement enjoyed these revelations, he wasn't all that convinced that they are on the path to success. One, none of the terrorists mentioned bears their original names, they all lived in the Khal headquaters with Maleek, their chances are very slim.
He walked out of the cell three minutes later but Habeeb's last sentence kept ringing in his head.
"Of all the top officials, the pillars of Khal corp so to say. Only Danger-kelv lived outside the corporation."
As far as he was concerned, only Danger-kelv could lead them the Maleek.
Finding Danger-kelv is the number on priority for now. He had concluded.

--to be continued--

Next update drops in minutes.

--continuation--
Monday came rather too quickly for Dolapo.
"Wake up! Its morning." She heard someone say to her. She opened her eyes and saw Rachel on her bed.
"Good morning." She greeted sitting up.
Rachel smiled in return before climbing down from the bed. As the days rolled by, she was getting heavier and weaker. She'll be due to deliver in two weeks, but in her recent meeting with Doctor Raphael, they had reached a conclusion that she'll be induced to speed up her delivery date.
Dolapo's eyes darted towards the clock that stood on the bedside table, 8:45am. And she has her first paper by eleven o'clock.
"I have exams today." She announced.
"I know, go take your bath and join us for breakfast." Racheal said as she exited the room.
Now she knew the essence of family in every individual's happiness. When you have happy family, it is no rocket science that you'll live a happy life. Now shw was begining to grow over the issues surrounding her, she was gradually moving on, she had found a friend and a sister in Rachel. In the space of two days, they have both established a strong relationship, much to Clement's relief and happiness.
She slipped out of her nightie and walked into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, she was all dressed.
"Good morning Chidi." She greeted Chidinma for the first time this morning.
She wanted to ask Chidinma some questions because seeing her dressed in her white National youth service corps vest has a meaning.
"Are you going bakc today?" Dolapo asked.
She had formed an understanding friendship with Chidinma, they both seemed to understand each other. They shared so many things in common, their love for shoes, their love for big sized cars, their love for tall guys and so many other things.
"O yes! I am going back to Ibadan today. Weekend is over, work starts on monday." She replied helping herself with another loaf of bread and jam.
While Rachel made her toasts, she helped herself with the tea.
"Where is Uncle Clement?" She asked.
She had learnt to call him Clement with the title 'uncle.' They now see her as a member of their small family. Her presence in the house prompted Rachel to return to her husband's house and putting her visit to her father-in-law's house to an abrupt end in a bid to keep Dolapo's company.
"Clement leaves home before seven on monday morning." Rachel replied smiling.
"So when next am I seeing you?" Dolapo asked.
"Very soon. I'll be back next weekend." Chidinma replied.
"Then you'll be suprised to meet your baby in the house." Rachel added.
Chidinma's face lit up in happiness.
"My baby? Tell me.. Is it?"
"Yes. I'll be releasing her by wednesday." Rachel replied.
"Oh my God! I am so happy for you. I'll fly in on thursday by God's grace." Chidinma said and they all bursted into laughter.
There was a sharp knock on the door.
"Yes? Who is that?" Chidinma asked as she made to stand up.
"No, I'll get it." Dolapo raced out of the dining accross the living room towards the front door.
She yanked the door opened and came face to face with three people who umistakably are police officers. Two uniformed men and a lady who wore a t-shirt with the inscription 'POLICE.'
"Good morning."Dolapo greeted.
"Good morning. I am detective Ngozi, from the police headquarter. Please, can I see Mrs Patrick Jnr?"
"Come on in." Dolapo said opening the door wider for the three visitors to enter.
The female officer who introduced herself as Ngozi seemed to know her way around the house, she walked straight into the living room.
"Ngozi." Rachel said on the seat while Ngozi ran up to her to save her the stress of coming into the living room.
The two of them exchanged pleasantries and chatted for a minute.
"Actually, Clement sent me to fetch Dolapo. Drive her to school and bring her back home after the exams." Ngozi said.
Rachel looked at Dolapo for her view or opinion, even though it doesn't really count. She nodded her head in affirmation.
Three minutes later, Ngozi drove out of the compound with Dolapo seated on the passenger seat while the two officers sat at the backseat.

--to be continued--

Voting has ended. I won. Thanks.

missviva:
I vote D9ty7,he deserve it

firstkyn:
i vote for d9ty7

Updates resumes tomorrow. But tomorrow is sunday. I had plans of doing 'The Thomas' throughout tomorrow.
So that this story won't loose taste, I'll drop maybe one or two updates. But 'The Thomas' owns tomorrow.
Goodnight!

You just got it

kingphilip:
boss u really deserves it. if another had won it I would have questioned it's credibility

back to the tory
not hearing out before reacting is some people's greatest undoing.. the call came just in time to avert a major crisis that was bound to happen
.d9ty7 tnx for d updates
but please can I get another tonight?

--continuation--
Clement has been driving around town for almost and hour with Mike and two other policemen with his inside his car.
"I think we have one last stop now." Mike said.
"Which is?" Clement asked.
"His elder cousin's place." He replied.
"Yeah. I believe he possibly can't be in Minna as we speak, and he can't be in Ibadan considering the fact that school is in session and showing up at either cities will raise suspicion, an you know his cousin will gladly accept him. Moreso, he was shot in the arm, going home will alarm his parents. But the police in the two cities are working hard to help us." Clement explained.
"But from the informations gathered, we learnt his cousin is a notorios drug dealer and a hoodlum." One of the two policemen seated at the backseat chipped in.
"Which is where you two are needed. Your detective skills should be on the red and ready to act." Clement continued as he pulled up at the entrance of the deserted street. No one was moving around, no cars, and the recent ban on motorcycle within the state is having great effect on the calmness in the street. From the spot where their car was parked, one could only see a dog having fun chasing a fowl and its chicks up and down the road.
"That't his house over there." The second detective said pointing to a house inside a compound, a car was parked outside the gate.
"Did you do you assignmen very well?" Clement asked.
The two men nodded affirmatively. Just then a young man came out of the house, wiped his face with a hankie and entered his car, he drove off in the opposite. His backview resemble Doctor Rapheal of St Battaihas but what can a man with a respectable job be doing in a criminal's house? Clement concluded that he wasn't the one, but on a second throught, he remembered Doctor Rapheal was not on seat by the time he visited the hospital an hour ago. The thought of what happened at the hospital made him curse within his breathe. All his life as a police officer, he hasn't lost a criminal on the run but today seemed a lot different, there is always a first time. He concluded.
He would have concluded that it was Rapheal assuming he knew the kind of car he uses. He'd have confirmed without thinking twice.
"Over to you guys, what suprise did you say you have for me?" Clement asked.
The two detective exchanged looks.
"Move forward sir." They said.
Clement ignited the car and drove into the street slowly. He came to a halt two houses aways from Don's compound.
The two detectives scrambled out of the car and ran towards a shopping complex that stood opposite the Don's apartment. They opened the doors of one of the shops and behold was a well equiped barber shop.
Clement wanted to run away and get psychiatric officials to take the two officers with them. Everything in the shop looked new, except the chairs, the mirror and some othe assets in the shop.
"What do you intend doing here?" Clement asked.
Confirming that they are well out of earshot from the occupants of the other shops. One of the two detectives spoke.
"We got this from a friend. He travelled out of the country a few weeks ago, he handed the key to us. We felt this would be a perfect place to monitor the movement within the house."
Clement was not only suprised by their intelligence he out of reflex saluted the two officers who were teo clearances his junior. The future of the Nigerian police force is bright if we could get intelligent officers such as these two.
They later concluded that the two detectives disguise as a barber, since they had an idea of how to use the quipments. Mike would work in the undercover since he was currently under suspension.
He was to show up every morning as a jobless Nigerian youth, stay with the two barbers all day and discuss politics, sports, cars, fashion and women. An idle hand they said is the devil's workshop. They hoped he'll get an offer to join Don's group provided Deoye didn't see him first or couldn't recognise him.

--to be continued--

What else do I have to say other than thanks to everyone who voted for me as the regular updater of the month.
A good way to end a month as wonderful as November.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Dolapo looked at Akpan for assurance, but his blank expression said it all. She was on her own.
"Good afternoon ma." Dolapo greeted. She was twenty two and the lady before her was twenty eight. Six years difference, she deserved some respect and she was ready to give her.
Rachel ignored her and continued starring at her, if looks could kill, she'd have died five time within the space of ninety seconds.
Dolapo looked from the pregnant lady before her to the second lady, then to Akpan who was trying to hide his anxiety and fears.
"Good afternoon." Rachel replied breadthing so hard like she wants to pass out.
Out of reflex, Dolapo went on her knees to greet her for the upteenth time.
"What's your name?" Rachel asked trying to keep her cool. Even though, she wanted to vent her anger on her, she didn't know how to go about it. She knew her approach was giving the girl before her a little confidence and time to cook up lies. Assuming she took it all against her and started by shouting and raining abuses on her, she'll know she meant business.
"My name is Dolapo."
"What are you doing here?" Chidinma asked moving towards her. Dolapo moved backwards a bit.
Talk of trouble, Chidinma has the strength and ability to start trouble, even though it may get out of her control and she would be unable to control it. Countless times when they were much younger, Chidinma being an asmathic patient was always a victim of stigmatization from their peers in their street. While Rachel was loved and very beautiful, Chidinma cared less about looking beautiful and she dresses like a boy. Everytime a guy accosts Rachel in school, in church, on their way back from school, in the neighbourhood, Chidinma will always fight with them. She did this fro many years until a fateful day when the boys in the neighbourhood ganged up against her and made attempt to rape her. All thanks to her health status, the moment she started gasping for breathe, the boys took to their heels and since then, she had turn a new leaf. But the saying "once a soldier is always a soldier" is very applicable here.
Rachel held Chidinma's hand preventing her from moving further.
"I think I asked you a question." Chidinma said.
Just then Rachel's phone buzzed.
"Hello, I have seen her, beautiful, radiant and sexy." Rachel said on picking the call.
Maybe a charm was used on her through the phone, she kept quiet and gradually, she started wearing a sober look like she wanted to cry.
"I think you should have told me everything. I almost over-reacted, thank God you called." Rachel said.
She hung up a few minutes later and faced Dolapo who still had that frightened look on her face.
"Am very sorry darling." Rachel said closing up on her.
Dolapo wanted to back away but her legs failed her. She knew she had a problem with handling difficult situation on her own. She has always had the lat Dayo's backing and protection all through secondary school. The majority of her university life was spent in the midst of four girls, three of whom were always protective of her, while the other one is always watching her back. But now, she seemed to be all alone, how will she cope? If not for Clement's call, she would have recieved the beating of her life, because the moment Chidinma closed in on her, she wanted to say she was sorry, after which she intended to walk into the house, no matter what and change to her night gown, then leave.
Rachel hugged her tight that she could feel the movement of the baby inside her bulging stomach.
"Am sorry about your friends, everything will be fine." Rachel said as she held her hand and led her into the house.
Akpan wanted to clap his hands but he knew he could miss lunch and dinner if care is not taken. As far as he was concerned, he had missed lunch, he can only hope. Clapping his hands would have disrupted God's plan. He hurriedly carried a black travelling bag from inside the car booth and took it after them.
"Am very sorry about the mug. It mistakenly fell from my hand." Dolap said sincerly a few minutes later when she joined them in the kitchen.
"Its nothing. Hope you did not get hurt?" Rachel asked with concern.
Dolapo nodded her head in the negative.
"Everything will be fine." Rachel said patting her on the back.
Chidinma who seemed to have been sidelined voiced out.
"I am still here o. And you can carry me along in your discussion."
Rachel bursted into laughter as well as Chidi. As much as she wanted to laugh, she wasn't sure of what laughter means, she knew tears will spill out if she laughed. How she wished she was just happy like these lot before her.

--to be continued--

I may not be the best writer here. In fact, I am not the best, not even one of the best, but hey! I am a regular updater.
If I don't deserve anything else, I think I deserve to be crowned the regular updater of the month. The prize that followed is a recharge card, meaning there will be more deliveries in December.
Here is the link to the thread; https://www.nairaland.com/1804027/free-n5000-writer-here-every/32#up. Voting ends tonight, do drop your vote for a little brother.
Next update drops in minutes.

Typo error. I meant to say Dolapo.

kingphilip:
Tola wanted to scream, she wanted to faint, she
wanted to close her eyes, she needed to hold unto
something. She held something soft and clutched to
it crying.
the last update on page 104. shey Tola is still in coma ba?

Tola is still in coma

Like criously? Beautiful? Lovely? Real female? Omg! Endowed?

ayox1:
for God sake y are u people doubting me. am a female. real female, lovely, beautiful nd endowed female.

A pishure of a beautiful you or adonbilivit.

--continuation--
Clement has been thinking of what could have been the matter for about twenty minutes now. He was so deep in thought that he didn't hear his phone ring. It beats his imagination as to why to police teams would loose out on two suspected terrorist in the space of twenty minutes. Based on Sylvester's report, he knew he lost his guard and allowed hiself to be fooled.
Which kind of passing out involves bleeding from the nose? He should have tried to examine the woman very well before trying to make a call. But all is in the past now, they shouldn't reel in past failures, the way forward should be on their minds.
Then it hit him, he is yet to get the questioning report from Habeeb, he hasn't heard from Mike and most importantly, he hasn't returned his wife's call or that of her sister. He made a mental note to call them later after speaking with Habeeb and Mike. He picked up his phone and tried calling Mike's phone. At least by now he ought to have finished his hearing and gotten the panel's verdict.
His could hear noises from afar, probably in the waiting room. Are they fighting again?
He stood up and proceeded to the waiting room where he saw Mike hitting Habeeb furiously and other police officers including the ASP and the SP stood and watched the one sided fight in fascination. He knew no one dare try to seperate them for the fear of trasfer of aggression. When Mike is angry, he is mad.
Even though the fight was one sided, Habeeb was not ready to give up. He could only duck some of Mike's heavy punches while he seemed paralyse anytime he had the chance to punch Mike.
"That enough guys." Clement said stepping in between them.
Habeeb wiped the blood on his lips and nose as he moved backwards.
"Get him locked up. He is a taitor, he is the mole." Mike screamed.
"Cool down man. What are you talking about?" Clement asked.
"He is the mole. He has been selling us out since the begining of Khal corp activities. He was implanted here by the power hungry politicians to enable him work with the Khal corp." Mike continued.
Everyone has a question or two for Mike about the autenticity of his claims but they left everything to Clement whom they knew, Mike would never go against, even if he was under acoholic influence.
"How did you come about this conclusion?" Clement asked.
Some people nodded their heads, it seemed their question has been asked.
Mike explained how he had visited Ngozi at the hospital and she informed him that she sent so files from Khal corp computer to the computers here. How she claimed to have called Habeeb, asking him to accept the files and convert it, but it was Amakah, level three clearance analyst that saw Habeeb come in and carry out the criminal act.
"My question now is, why will Ngozi call Habeeb and not any of the computer analyst?" The ASP asked.
"Everyone knows that Ngozi is not on good terms with any of the analyst." Sylvester chipped in.
"What do you have to say?" The ASP asked Habeeb who opened his mouth, but to his suprise, no words came out.
"You see, he is gulty. I bet you'll pay for this." Mike said angrily and made to walk away.
"What was decided about you?" Sylvester asked him, hoping to hear him get fired or suspended.
"Here it is." Mike replied stuffing a paper in his hands before bouncing off.
The SP ordered Habeeb's lockup before dismissing everybody. After which a meeting was called, summoning every top officials in the station. The SP presided in the absence of the Commissioner and certain decisions were made.
Ngozi's suspension was called off and Mike was barred from coming to work, he was to serve his suspension in the undercover.

END OF CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The great Mazi.

MaziOmenuko:
So Rimi hasn't 'straffed' for 2 yrs?

Alright, my homie is about to get some action...


Well done pretty, that fight scene was awesome! You set the stage for those raging testosterone to be attended to.

I trust you, no stone will be left unturned.

Lol. Lets just say you ought to endorse the thread thrice and I helped you complete it. If you had done it twice, they would have moved it to the fp.

kingphilip:
endorse am twice n e no work

but u just once n viola dem send am shaperly

--continuation--
At the end of the day, Akpan returned from wherever he went to and walked into the hospital.
"Are you ready to go?" He asked.
"Where have you been?" She asked in return.
"I was out chilling with my friends." He replied sitting down on one of the empty chairs.
She was almost the only one in the room except a youg lady who claimed to be the other girl in ICU's sister. And she was fast asleep meaning Dolapo is as good as being alone in the waiting room. Tokunbo and the others left a few hours agao shortly after Tolani's mum left to go and prepare lunch for her husband.
Dolapo has a lot on her mind, on her plate. She wanted to just go and drown herself in the Lagoon. The latest development was enough to kill her. She recently called her forster parents(Dayo's parents) and what she heard from them was shocking. They informed her of their intended travel to South Africa and living the rest of their lives there, therefore, the only house has been put for sale meaning she has nowhere else to go after her exams. She knew their decision to travel out was triggered by something which she couldn't fathom. But after a series of questioning, they opened up and told her they are not ready to die.
"Why was it that our own Dayo has to die and not you? Remember she was an only child and we only took you in on her insistence, and our decision is justifiable, you've been with us for about seven years now, we feed you, cloth you and above all pay your school fees." They had said when she called them.
She was finding it hard to believe until she recieved an alert from her bank, notifying her of a credit transaction on her account. A sum of two hundred thousand naira was sent to her.
The journey back home was uneventful and silent. She badly needed to talk to someone but there is no one to talk to. Her mind flashed back to that night, that faithful night that she became a member of Dayo's family.
FLASHBACK
She was in ss2 and her parents just died in a ghastly motor accident. Her paternal uncle, a youth corper was staying with them as at the time her parents died, he didn't leave after their death, it was two weeks now.
She was slowly moving on from their deaths, she could now eat, sleep and do some other things, but occassional thoughts of not seeing them again was a majo heartbreak for her. She just finished taking her bath and still had her towel tied around her young teenage body.
She could hear voices from the living room discussing in low tones. She recognised those voices at once, her paternal relatives were the ones discussing. She wasn't interested in whatever they were discussing until she heard something about herself.
"Let the poor girl continue living in her father's house, someone can move in with her." Her aunt said.
"No way, the girl doesn't belong to my brother. She is a girl and can amount to nothing except to cook for her husband and serve her husband's family members. Very soon she will drop our own name and you want us to waste our money on her." The family head said.
She shivered from where she stood in her room. Are they planning to throw her out?
"So what do you suggest?" Another of her paternal uncle asked.
"We'll send her out of this house and this house shall be sold."
suprisingly, everyone present at the gathering consented to it except one of her paternal sister. The lady came to her room but couldn't find her, she left after two minutes before she came out of her hiding place, she quickly put on her her cloth and took some of her clothes and books into two of her school bags, and off she left the house in the dead of the night.
That fateful night, she called her best friend, late Dayo that same evening, and since she was no stranger in their house, they accepted her to be Dayo's sister which she so much crave for.
She became conscious of her environment when Akpan alighted from the car and went to open the gate to drive in. What she saw caused cold shiver down her spine, a pregnant woman and another young lady were standing in front of the house waiting for them. There was a stark resemblance between the two women. She knew at once that one of them was Clement's wife.
Fearfully, she opened the car door and alighted.

--to be continued--

If you are a girl, show me. If you are a guy, kip it. lol

ayox1:
D9tv~ darling i really love ur work. i have a beautifull gift 4 u. #shld i show u?#