waved goodbye to my parents, uncles, and aunties, who had pull

so married off like I was sold off. My parents also had a sad lo

ly going to the city to multiply and to

blew off my nose, knowing my face had become a mess. I watched

s' home. And stealing a final look backward, I saw my mother crying and my father hugging h

e to the town would take hours, as the city was far from the countrysi

t to find something to distract my mind and to see

in my country. We use the Facebook network to br

es and reactions and the fear of fake accounts tha

y people with the same name as him, and finding the honest Darlin

alongside my parents. It was easy to connect with old family friends, especially those with

file I entered, I gasped as I saw the f