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ACT 1
(BANK ROBBERY)

Scene 1: Union Bank, Lagos

Interior - DAY. The bank is busy. Tellers are serving customers. The atmosphere is calm. Suddenly, the glass doors slam open. 2 masked robbers in black tactical outfits storm in with guns. Outside, 3 more robbers take down the security guards.

ROBBER 1: (female, shouting)
DOWN! EVERYBODY ON THE FLOOR NOW! NOBODY MOVE!

Screams. Customers and staff drop to the ground in panic.

ROBBER 2: (male)
We don’t want to kill anyone. Cooperate, and everyone walks out alive.

ROBBER 1:
Where’s the cashier?

The CASHIER stands up slowly, hands shaking.

CASHIER:
P-please... don’t hurt us. I’ll show you where the money is.

ROBBER 2:
Smart girl. Lead the way. Everything. Don’t miss a dime.

Robber 2 follows the cashier upstairs with a gun to her back. They enter the ACCOUNTANT'S OFFICE.

The ACCOUNTANT is working at his desk, unaware. He looks up, shocked.

ACCOUNTANT:
What... what do you want?

ROBBER 2:
The vault. Open it. All of it.

The Accountant, trembling, opens the vault. He stuffs cash into duffel bags. He also grabs customers’ bags and briefcases from the office and hands everything over.

ROBBER 2: (grinning, checking the bags)
Perfect. You two, carry these. Downstairs. And try anything stupid, I put a bullet in your head.

They walk back downstairs, carrying the bags.

ROBBER 2: (to Robber 1)
We’re good. Let’s move before police show up.

ROBBER 1:
Go.

The robbers grab the money bags, customer phones, and handbags. They rush outside to the waiting SUV and entered. The 3 robbers outside jump in too. The driver peels out immediately.

Inside the bank: silence, then crying.

WOMAN 1: (sobbing)
They took my iPhone 15 Pro Max... my boyfriend just got it for me.

MAN 1:
We’re alive. That’s what matters.

Police sirens. A police van skids into the compound.

SECURITY 1:
Too late. They’re gone.

POLICE OFFICER 1:
Shit. Seal the area. We’re starting an investigation now.

Officers enter. The place is a mess.

ACCOUNTANT: (breaking down)
They took everything. All the bank’s cash. What do I tell management?

POLICE OFFICER 2:
Did you see their faces?

ACCOUNTANT:
No. They were masked. All of them.

POLICE OFFICER 2:
Everyone comes with us to the station for statements. It’s the only way we can trace them.

ACCOUNTANT:
Understood, officer.

POLICE OFFICER 1:
Stay calm. We’ll find them. And we’ll make sure you get compensated for your losses.

Lights fade out as officers begin taking statements.

--- Scene 2 (to be contd.)

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Rebecca and Temi have been dating for 5 years but Temi could never tell the secret Rebecca has been hiding from him for 5 good years.
What could be this secret? How did Temi unveil this secret? What will become Temi and Rebecca's fate in this relationship? Find out in this intriguing heartwarming love story.

Chapter One
(Love birds first meeting)

It was a cold, rainy afternoon. The sky was calm and the air felt peaceful.
Temi decided to step away from work for a bit and grab lunch at a restaurant nearby.

The moment he walked into the restaurant, he stopped in his tracks.
Sitting alone was a stunning young woman in a red gown. Her hair was long, straight, and jet black, shining under the lights. Her makeup was perfect — especially the bold red lipstick on her soft, full lips. Her fair skin had a natural glow.

In front of her was a glass of wine and a plate of pepper soup with chicken.

Temi couldn’t look away. He was so distracted by her beauty that he completely forgot about ordering food.
Gathering courage, he walked up to her table.

“Hello, beautiful,” he said with a smile.
She looked up and smiled back. “Hi.”

“I’m not even exaggerating,” Temi said. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve seen in a long time.”
She blushed. “Thank you.”

Temi couldn’t stop complimenting her. “How can I get the number of such a beautiful lady?”
She laughed softly. “I don’t give my number to strangers.”

Temi reached into his pocket and brought out his business card.
“I’m not a stranger. Here’s my card. I own REXLES Company, just down the road from this hotel.”
“Wow, that’s impressive,” she replied.

“May I know your name?”
“Rebecca,” she said.

“Rebecca, please call me sometime. I’d love to hear from you. And don’t worry about your bill, I’ll take care of it.”
“I’ve already paid,” she said politely. “But thank you.”

“Alright. I’m starving, so I’ll go order something.”
“I’m actually about to leave,” Rebecca said. “But I’ll call you when I get home. We can talk and get to know each other.”

“That sounds great,” Temi said. He offered to drop her off, but she declined.
“I already booked a Bolt. My driver is on the way,” she explained.

She thanked him, stood up, and walked out gracefully.
Temi watched her go, admiring her poise and figure.
“Wow… she’s perfect,” he whispered to himself.

After work, Temi went home but his mind was still on the gorgeous woman he met earlier. He kept waiting for her call. Every minute, he checked his phone hoping to see her name.

It was getting late — almost 10pm — and she still hadn’t called.
Temi began to feel sad and discouraged. He thought maybe she wouldn’t call at all. He regretted not asking for her number before she left.
“I don’t think she’ll call,” he muttered.

He plugged his phone to charge and lay on his bed. He was exhausted from work, but sleep wouldn’t come. All he could think about was Rebecca. She was stuck in his head.

After a while, he finally drifted off.
Then suddenly — his phone rang.

Temi’s eyes snapped open. He jumped off the bed and rushed to answer it.
“Hello, is this Temi?” a female voice asked.
“Yes, it’s me. Is this Rebecca?”
“Yes, it’s me,” she replied.

“What took you so long? I was almost dying here waiting for your call, Rebecca. I waited almost all night. Please don’t do that to me again.”
“I’m sorry, I had some things to handle at home,” she said.

“It’s fine. I’m just really happy you called. You don’t know how I feel about you.”
“How do you feel exactly?” she asked, amused.

“Rebecca, do you believe in love at first sight? Because the moment I saw you, you took my breath away. I fell for you instantly. Right now, you’ve got me completely wrapped around your finger.”
“Easy there, mister. We’re still getting to know each other,” she teased.

“Okay, ask me anything. I’ll answer you honestly.”

“Mr. Temi, it’s almost midnight and I have work tomorrow. I need to sleep. I just called to keep my promise. We’ll talk more another time when I’m free, and we can get to know each other better.”

Temi felt disappointed that she was hanging up.
“Alright, no problem. Goodnight. Sleep well, beautiful.”
“Goodnight,” she said, and ended the call.

Temi kissed his phone like 5 times in excitement.
“I’ve found my missing rib,” he said with a grin as he jumped on his bed and hugged his pillow.

--- Chapter Two (to be contd) -

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Rose and Cecilla were identical twins. In every way they were the same — the same complexion, the same height, even the same voice. But despite looking alike, they could not stand each other.

The two sisters shared the same bitter traits. They were both cold, proud, and showed no love for one another. Their lives were filled with rivalry, constant quarrels, and fights.

Their parents had separated. Their father, Mr. Patrick got custody because their mother, Mrs. Margaret was unfaithful and struggled with alcohol. He tried everything to make his daughters live in harmony and care for each other, but nothing worked. The bitterness between them only grew deeper.

As adults, the hatred was worse. They refused to stay in the same hostel. They never shared clothes, perfume, or jewelry. Sometimes they would pass each other on the street and act like strangers. People wondered how two sisters could despise each other so much.

Everything changed when Rose met Richard on campus. They fell in love and began dating. When Cecilla found out, jealousy took over. She was upset that Rose had a boyfriend before her.

Because they looked exactly alike, Cecilla came up with a wicked plan. One night she went to Richard’s lodge pretending to be Rose. Richard couldn’t tell the difference. Cecilla copied Rose’s dressing and manner of speaking perfectly. She gave him a drink laced with drugs, slept with him, and while he was unconscious, she used his phone to call Rose. She told Rose to rush to the lodge because Richard was in danger.

When Rose arrived, she was shattered to find Cecilla and Richard naked together. Richard tried to explain that he had no idea it was Cecilla, but Rose was too hurt to listen. She walked out crying. Cecilla laughed in victory, proud that her plan worked. That day, Rose swore to get back at her.

Not long after, Cecilla was preparing for her final exams. Rose saw her chance. She sneaked into Cecilla’s room and remembered that her sister drank Nescafé tea every night. Rose poisoned the tea.

The next morning was exam day, but Cecilla couldn’t wake up. Her friends panicked and called security. Cecilla was rushed to the hospital unconscious.

With Cecilla out of the way, Rose stepped in. She dressed like her sister and went to write the exams in her place. Cecilla’s friends assumed she had recovered. Rose deliberately wrote nonsense answers to make sure Cecilla failed — her own form of revenge.

After Cecilla recovered from the hospital, she discovered that someone had impersonated her and written her exams. She investigated and found out it was Rose.

She confronted Rose and demanded to know why she sat for her exams without permission. Rose pretended to be concerned and lied, saying she only did it to help her sister so she wouldn’t fail.

Cecilla didn’t trust her, but she had no choice since it was already done. She could only hope Rose had written well for her. It shocked her because Rose had never been kind to her, and they had never gotten along.

When the results were released, Cecilla saw that she had failed every subject. She realized Rose had tricked her. She broke down in tears because she would have to repeat the session.

Rose laughed and sent her a text:
*"An eye for an eye. Remember what you did to my Richard."*

Enraged, Cecilla stormed to Rose’s hostel. They fought fiercely until other students separated them. Cecilla vowed that this time, she would make Rose pay dearly.

She hatched a more dangerous plan. Cecilla hired a hitman to kill Rose. She paid him a huge amount and gave him Rose’s address and full details.

On the night of the attack, Rose’s father had come to visit her. He was advising her that what she did to Cecilla was wrong when the hitman entered the room with a gun.

Rose and her father screamed. As the gunman tried to shoot Rose, her father quickly grabbed a rod and struck him. The hitman fell, injured, with his gun dropping beside him.

"Run!" her father shouted. Rose opened the door and ran out. The hitman struggled to his feet. Her father tried to hit him again, but the man dodged, kicked him to the ground, picked up the gun, and shot him twice. He died on the spot.

They rushed him to the hospital, but he was declared dead.

When Rose and Cecilla heard about their father’s death, they wept uncontrollably. Rose knew the hitman was after her, not her father. So she went to the police and told them she suspected Cecilla.

The police launched an investigation. They checked call logs, fingerprints, and her phone. They found text messages between Cecilla and the hitman. Using that, they tracked him down, arrested him, and he confessed that Cecilla hired him.

Cecilla was arrested too. Crying, she admitted she sent the hitman — but she meant to kill Rose, not her father. The police beat her thoroughly.

The story went viral. Headlines and social media exploded:
*"Twin sister hires assassin to kill sister, ends up killing her own father."*
It caused massive outrage.

Their mother, Mrs. Margaret saw the news from where she was living and collapsed in tears when she realized it was her daughters and her husband.

She had changed over the years. She had repented and left her old life behind. Now she cried bitterly, regretting that she wasn’t there for her children. She blamed herself — maybe if she had been a good mother, they wouldn’t have turned out this way. She remembered her alcoholism, smoking, infidelity, and constant fights with her husband. She knew her children had picked up her bad behavior.

Overcome with guilt, she began searching for a way to find her daughters again after hearing the heartbreaking news.

Mrs. Margaret came home to see her daughters, Rose and Cecilla
But Rose was cold. She hadn’t forgiven her mother for abandoning them as babies.

“Please forgive me,” Mrs. Margaret cried. “I know I was wrong. I’ve changed.”
Rose turned away. “You’re a disgrace to motherhood. Leave and don’t come back.”

Heartbroken, Mrs. Margaret left and went straight to the police station to see Cecilia. Cecilia was also bitter seeing her Mother.
“You only have a few minutes,” the officer warned.

Mrs. Margaret held Cecilia’s hands and wept. “I failed both of you. I’m so sorry.”

“I’ve ruined my life with hate,” Cecilia sobbed. “I’ll probably spend the rest of my life in jail.”

“Then let me take your place,” Margaret said firmly. “Whatever sentence they give you, I’ll serve it. Consider it my sacrifice for being a terrible mother. But in return, promise me that when you’re free, you and Rose will make peace.”

Cecilia cried. “If you do that for me, I promise.”

“Time’s up,” the officer said.
“I’ll be back,” Margaret whispered.

In Court, the judge found Cecilia guilty of murdering her father, Mr. Patrick, and sentenced her to life in prison.
Cecilia broke down. Rose watched from the gallery and smiled.

After court, Mrs. Margaret went to Rose again.
“I saw you smiling when your sister was sentenced,” she said. “I’m still your mother. I love you both. This hate has to stop. I’m going to prison for Cecilia. Don’t let my sacrifice be wasted. My only wish is for you two to live together in peace. United we stand, divided we fall.”

“I don’t care,” Rose snapped. “You and Cecilia can rot. She tried to kill me. Dad died saving me. She’s evil.”

“I don’t know how else to reach you,” Margaret cried.
“I will never love her,” Rose said and walked away.

Alone in the garden, Rose thought about the past. She remembered playing with Cecilia as little girls, before the hate began.
“Why do I hate my own twin so much?” she cried. “God, help me. I’m not perfect either.”

At her father’s grave, Mrs. Margaret laid flowers and cried.
“If I had stayed, maybe we could have raised them right. I failed all of you. This is the only way I can show them love now.”

Rose had followed her, she was behind her listening to her talking to her father's grave as she cried. She stepped forward, tears in her eyes. Then she tapped her mother on her shoulders and said;
“I forgive you, Mama. I’m sorry.” Margaret was surprised.
She quickly hugged her and they cried together.

After some few weeks, Mrs. Margaret went to the station and signed the papers and took Cecilia’s place in prison as she promised.

Months later, Cecilia was released. At the gate, she hugged her mother.
“Thank you. I promise to change and live in peace with Rose.”
“Make me proud, my daughter,” Margaret said.

Outside, Rose was waiting in a car. The sisters looked at each other, then ran into a tight hug.
“I’m sorry,” Rose cried.
“I’m sorry too,” Cecilia cried.

They drove home together.

Years Later, the twins healed. They chose to live in unity, and even decided to marry the same man so they’d never be apart.
They met Charles — a kind, wealthy businessman who loved them both. He agreed.

On the day of their Wedding in Church, both wore white gowns and walked down the aisle to Charles. He kissed them both as guests cheered. The pastor pronounced them husband and wives.

Afterward there was music, dancing, food, and joy.

And they lived happily together, raising beautiful children.
They visited their mother in prison often. Seeing her daughters at peace filled Mrs. Margaret’s heart with joy.

*United we stand. Divided we fall.*
The End.

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