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EXILE - Chapter Fifty-seven
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Adaugo rushed forward and hugged Ifeme as they approached her compound. Her wrapper, made of red and yellow stripes proudly hung on her waist, shielding the region between her waist and her knee. She covered her developing breast with a different piece of cloth with a material utterly distinct from the wrapper she had worn. The orange tree which stood at the side of her mother's hut dispersed some of its leaves with caution as it dwindled to the sound of the incoming rain. A smile appeared on her face as she saw Ibekwe standing behind. Solitary. Watching the birds chirp while flying past the orange tree.
"Ibekwe are you not going to hug me?" She asked.
"I think I am fine without that. Besides, you have Ifeme by your side," Ibekwe replied.
"So you are still going to avoid me like you did before?"
Ifeme interrupted. "Leave him alone. Let my brother do what he wants. You cannot force him."
Ibekwe folded his hands, watching the little show that was pla
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