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Ami's POV:I can’t explain it, it was beyond words. From the moment I left my baby boy at home with Jovita, my heart wouldn’t stop racing. It was an awful, gnawing feeling, like a storm Looming in my chest. Every time my breast milk began to flow, my mind spiraled: Is Odion crying right now? Are they feeding him? Or are they just leaving him alone, helpless and forgotten? The questions clawed at me, relentless and unanswerable.I felt like I was losing my mind, muttering to myself as I balanced a large bowl of drinks and water on my head, my little girl strapped tightly to my back. If only I could find a way to scrape together the nearly seven hundred thousand naira I owed, I would have handed it over in a heartbeat. But how? The amount was staggering, and I didn’t even know how "Madam All-Whether" had conjured it up. I was too scared to ask, too afraid of her icy glare and the way her lips curled when she spoke of my debt. It wasn’t just the money she’d given to the two men I had onc
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As I approached the gate, the first person I saw was a stranger instead of the usual gatekeeper, who was always serious about his job. His eyes would dart left and right before opening the gate for anyone. As I got closer, I noticed two men in black shirts walking out and circling the fence. The nearer I got, the more noise I heard coming from inside the compound. This was unusual and my only concern was to get to my baby boy. He must be hungry and tired by now. Just as I was about to push open the gate, the man standing there stopped me.“Where are you going?” he asked. “To see my baby,” I replied. “Baby?” He looked at me as if I were speaking nonsense. “Your baby is with you. Which baby are you talking about?” “Odion, my boy,” I said immediately, feeling a strange feeling that made my heart race. The man stood blocking the gate, but without thinking, I pushed it open forcefully. It caught him off guard, and he stumbled back, not expecting my sudden move. That’s when I saw al
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Ami’s povA mother's worst nightmare is the death of her child. No mother would ever wish for her child to die, but the pain of losing my boy was worse than death itself. I couldn't stop crying as they gently pulled me into the vehicle. I was the last person to leave Madam All-weather's house. My voice echoed in the air as I screamed,"Where is my Odion? Where is my Odion?! You're taking me away from my child. Why are you doing this to me? Please, I want my baby. He's in that room. I left him there!" I pointed.The officers tried to comfort me with soft words, hoping I would calm down and follow them, but all I wanted was my baby. If this was a dream, I begged to wake up from it. The other young women were already gone, but these men stayed behind, patiently trying to persuade me."Young woman, we are going to find your baby. We promise you that..."But they didn't know the kind of woman Madam All-weather was. She must have sold my baby. The thought alone broke me, and I burst into fr
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Ami’s povThe moment my feet touched the ground from the second bus to my village, a strange feeling fell on me. It was an awkward, heavy feeling that made me suddenly sad. Not because of my lost child only, but because I knew what the villagers would think. If I had come straight home when they saw me by the express road months ago, Odion would still be alive. I walked towards my house, driven by the thought of my baby boy. The shame I had tried to escape had cost me a life.I deliberately took the lonely road, the one at the far end of the village. I wanted to come home, but I didn’t want many villagers to see me. Though the sky was growing dark, each step I took made my heart pound harder. The closer I got, the heavier my breathing became. My baby girl rested on my back, and in my right hand, I clutched a bag of clothes. The only money I had left was a thousand naira, and I had been so quick to forget I’d spent some of it on two big loaves of bread.I was grateful that no one seeme
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Ami’s pov 21 Years Later"Mum, where did you sleep that night?" my daughter, Omosefe, asked. Her eyes were dim with pain, and her expression was full of empathy."I didn't leave my father's house immediately," I replied softly. "I stood outside the front door after your grandma locked it. I thought she would open it later, but she never did. After about two hours, I left and went to Monica's house. She was so surprised to see us that night.""Did my grandma find out where you slept?" Omosefe asked. "She said she would be enemies with anyone who took you in.""Exactly," I said, a faint smile touching my lips. "Very early in the morning, Monica asked me to hurry back home, and I did. When I got to my father's house, I sat beside the door until the sun came up. Your grandma was the first person to open the door. When she saw me still sitting there, holding you close to my chest, she burst into tears. This time, they were tears of regret, tears for not letting me in.'You slept here wit
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John’s povI never took it seriously. I thought it was just a simple feeling, the urge to buy all the akara and bread from that beautiful young lady so she could go home and rest. It felt unfair that someone like her had to work so hard. My instincts kept pushing me to help, but I convinced myself it was nothing more than kindness.But when I didn’t see her for two days in a row, I realised it wasn’t just a passing feeling. I wasn’t myself. Something was missing, and it bothered me more than I expected.Each morning, I rushed to the construction site in my white corolla. My staff must have thought I was eager for work to start early, but that wasn’t the reason. I simply wanted to catch a glimpse of her. On the third day, when she still didn’t show up, I felt restless. I couldn’t shake the worry, and I knew I had to find out where she was.Following the directions given by one of my staff, I walked towards her mother’s place, where the akara was prepared. Every step I took was heavy wi
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Omosefe’s POV“The man gave you extra money. Don’t you know how to count anymore?” Mum said as I placed the twelve thousand naira on the table. We had just stepped into the house, almost two hours earlier than we usually finish our morning sales. The empty bread carton was still on my head, and I expected her to let me explain, but she kept talking.“Are you deaf?” Mum quickly grabbed the money from the table and counted it herself, wanting to be sure she wasn’t mistaken.“This is twelve thousand naira. He only bought goods worth eight thousand. Did you count the money when he gave it to you?”“I counted it,” I replied softly and placed the carton on the floor.“When did you start stealing? This isn’t how I raised you. Take the extra four thousand back to him now.” But I didn’t move.“Am I not talking to someone?” Mum stared at me, waiting for a response. Finally, I spoke.“The man said I should keep the money.”Mum’s eyes widened in shock. She stared at me for a long moment before as
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Mr. Osagie's POVIt’s been so long since I last saw Solomon. Why hadn’t he come to visit me again? Even during our annual family meeting a few months ago, I reached out to him, but he still didn’t show up. Oddly, my brothers kept asking about him, the same brothers who once saw him as a parasite. I guess they’ve finally realized my friendship with Solomon is genuine.“Are you drinking your coffee or just afraid to put the cup to your lips?”My wife’s voice startled me, making the cup in my hand tremble.“You didn't even notice when I entered the room. What's on your mind?” she asked, stepping closer and sitting beside me as I sighed.“I was thinking about Solomon. Don’t you think it's strange he hasn’t been here for so long? The last time I called him, he said he wasn’t in Lagos.”She only shrugged, clearly uninterested.“Solomon has always been close to me, and I want him to be part of our celebration in the new house on Banana Island.”“Of all people, it’s Solomon you’re worried abo
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Mr. Osagie's POVIt’s been so long since I last saw Solomon. Why hadn’t he come to visit me again? Even during our annual family meeting a few months ago, I reached out to him, but he still didn’t show up. Oddly, my brothers kept asking about him, the same brothers who once saw him as a parasite. I guess they’ve finally realized my friendship with Solomon is genuine.“Are you drinking your coffee or just afraid to put the cup to your lips?”My wife’s voice startled me, making the cup in my hand tremble.“You didn't even notice when I entered the room. What's on your mind?” she asked, stepping closer and sitting beside me as I sighed.“I was thinking about Solomon. Don’t you think it's strange he hasn’t been here for so long? The last time I called him, he said he wasn’t in Lagos.”She only shrugged, clearly uninterested.“Solomon has always been close to me, and I want him to be part of our celebration in the new house on Banana Island.”“Of all people, it’s Solomon you’re worried abo
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Omosefe’s POV“The man gave you extra money. Don’t you know how to count anymore?” Mum said as I placed the twelve thousand naira on the table. We had just stepped into the house, almost two hours earlier than we usually finish our morning sales. The empty bread carton was still on my head, and I expected her to let me explain, but she kept talking.“Are you deaf?” Mum quickly grabbed the money from the table and counted it herself, wanting to be sure she wasn’t mistaken.“This is twelve thousand naira. He only bought goods worth eight thousand. Did you count the money when he gave it to you?”“I counted it,” I replied softly and placed the carton on the floor.“When did you start stealing? This isn’t how I raised you. Take the extra four thousand back to him now.” But I didn’t move.“Am I not talking to someone?” Mum stared at me, waiting for a response. Finally, I spoke.“The man said I should keep the money.”Mum’s eyes widened in shock. She stared at me for a long moment before as
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Ami’s pov 21 Years Later"Mum, where did you sleep that night?" my daughter, Omosefe, asked. Her eyes were dim with pain, and her expression was full of empathy."I didn't leave my father's house immediately," I replied softly. "I stood outside the front door after your grandma locked it. I thought she would open it later, but she never did. After about two hours, I left and went to Monica's house. She was so surprised to see us that night.""Did my grandma find out where you slept?" Omosefe asked. "She said she would be enemies with anyone who took you in.""Exactly," I said, a faint smile touching my lips. "Very early in the morning, Monica asked me to hurry back home, and I did. When I got to my father's house, I sat beside the door until the sun came up. Your grandma was the first person to open the door. When she saw me still sitting there, holding you close to my chest, she burst into tears. This time, they were tears of regret, tears for not letting me in.'You slept here wit
The Tears Of A Chaste Woman Go back to where you came from
Ami’s povThe moment my feet touched the ground from the second bus to my village, a strange feeling fell on me. It was an awkward, heavy feeling that made me suddenly sad. Not because of my lost child only, but because I knew what the villagers would think. If I had come straight home when they saw me by the express road months ago, Odion would still be alive. I walked towards my house, driven by the thought of my baby boy. The shame I had tried to escape had cost me a life.I deliberately took the lonely road, the one at the far end of the village. I wanted to come home, but I didn’t want many villagers to see me. Though the sky was growing dark, each step I took made my heart pound harder. The closer I got, the heavier my breathing became. My baby girl rested on my back, and in my right hand, I clutched a bag of clothes. The only money I had left was a thousand naira, and I had been so quick to forget I’d spent some of it on two big loaves of bread.I was grateful that no one seeme
