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Chapter 17

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FEHINTOLA

NEXT DAY

Saturday 7th December.

My phone beeped with a message, jolting me from my thoughts. I picked it up and stared at the screen—a message from my father.

-You have just two days to tie up the contract and return home. There’s still so much to do, and we don’t have time to waste.-

I sighed deeply, his words pressing heavily on my chest and I almost couldn’t breathe. No matter how hectic schooling in Nigeria had been or how exhausting my work life in New York felt, this moment right here surpassed them all. The stress, the frustration—it was suffocating.

Rubbing my temples, I reached for the file on the table next to me.

“God, abeg,” I muttered under my breath. It was now or never, I had to do this. Pushing myself, I rose to my feet and made my way to the door, my heart thudding wildly in my chest, I could almost see Dami reaction play out right in front of me.

The sound of voices stopped me in my tracks as I neared Dami’s apartment.

“Oga Landlord, that one wi
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