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had recently given birth. Everything appeared normal at first. While Kunle was in the living room watching TV, Amaka

ber, she automatically tensed up. His voice was hea

id, attempting to maintain

to the living room." "I want to di

tting on the couch, Kunle had a composed yet solemn exp

ing?" he inquired

sponses, Amaka s

doubt that you will make your parents

grate

appeared to thicken. Amaka's heart raced

s he said, "You know, Amaka, you

te her instincts telling her to get up and go. She s

ded out. "You're unique," he whispered in

a attempted to pull away. With a shaky voice, she

d, "It can wait." "I just want to spend some

uld react. She felt a wave of fear and abruptly withdrew, getting to her f

e laughed quietly as he remarked, "You're such a nervous girl." "All

h coming in quick spurts, her hands shaking. She experienced a mix of uncertainty, rage, and

dinner, Amaka remained in her room and refused to leave. Ada, who is always consid

ld no longer act as though it was all in her head since her actions had gone too far. Despite the fact that nothing exp

a? What if she said she was lying or, worse, that she was attempting to destroy her marriage? The

r room and departed early for school. Ada inquired about her well-being after noticing her

er chest every time she saw Kunle. His once-kind grins now seemed more like

ed in the outside world. When her school friends saw the shift, they inquired as to whether something w

f her confidence and the first rift in her new home's façade. Her sense of security ha

She started journaling, recording every encounter-every word, every glance, every touch that unnerved

st the start. The darkness in her house was deepening, and she