CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

Amal A. Usman 1.9k words

I wipe my tears and walk upstairs to change out of my nightie. I quickly take it off and change into a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. I pick my keys from the table downstairs and take the elevator to the parking lot. I need to go to...

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