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Well, if friends with their fancy persuasion Don't admit that it's part of a scheme Then I can't help but have my suspicions Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem And you said you was never intending To break up our scene in this way But there ain't any use in pretending It could happen to us any day -  Ace, 1975 **** “This is quite serious,” Itoro said, shifting in her seat. Pelumi had been crying since she got home that evening.  “You are going to fall sick if you keep crying like this.” Itoro reprimanded. “They are still investigating so let us remain positive. I'm sure that your name will be cleared.” “Me, steal 25 million Naira from a company? What would I do with all that money? They said the money was transferred to a corporate account in my mother's name. Itoro how?” Pelumi pulled a tissue from the box that Itoro had placed beside her to wipe her running nose.  Her cell phone rang in that instant. She looked at the screen and saw it was her...

Two weeks later…. Celeste wiped away her tears as she remembered her last conversation with Liyel. Her eyes were already puffy from crying so much. After days and days of being prompted to call it quits with Liyel, she had finally summoned the courage to tell him that she could no longer continue with their relationship. Liyel had sounded mad over the phone. No, mad was an understatement. He had been furious after realizing that she was serious about quitting the relationship.  “This is how you do me after giving you a second chance? After letting you back in my life. Celeste, you are callous!” Liyel had gone and on and on while she cried silently as she heard the words that ripped her heart apart. When the call had ended, loneliness  which she could not explain had suddenly enveloped her.   “If any man will follow me, let him deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me.”  A voice on her inside prompted.  “Oh, Lord, this is hard”. She wept. Liy...