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Damaged: Chapter 3

If there was one person I knew I could call it was my oldest and closest friend, Kunbi. “Hello Kunbi, please I need your help” I desperately begged. Sounding surprised, she replied “Na wa o. No hello? You're rude sha” she jested. Noticing the serious gravity of the situation, she asked “What's wrong my dear?”.… Continue reading Damaged: Chapter 3