I could feel his life slowly slipping out of my hands. This was what I wanted, so why did I feel numb? I had been chasing Ade for the last six years, six years of boiling rage,
“Bro, I’m telling you, someone’s always swiping my clothes,” Malik said as he walked his friend Dede out of the apartment. “Just yesterday, I hung my boxers to dry, barely turned around, and poof, they were gone.”
She clung to him, desperate for her warmth and tears to anchor him back to life. His body, cold and lifeless, lay against hers, and she couldn't bear the thought of him slipping away
Agnes smiled—a smile that once stirred something deep within him, but now it felt like a twisted, mocking grin. Her lips curled slightly, revealing just a glimpse of teeth.
Ade’s voice resonated through the church, a gentle harmony that filled the air with peace. But then he saw her. She slipped into the back pew, and for a moment, everything else faded away.
The tension in the air was thick, the kind that made every breath feel heavier than the last. Golden Stars had just earned a side throw, their only glimmer of hope in a match that was quickly slipping away.
Our Coach – Chapter 5 – Nigerian Story, Football, Dapo, Sports Story, Read Free Stories Online, Free Web Novel, Fabling, Pam
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