“Kunle! Kunle!” She screamed. “Come back. Don’t leave me here.” “Why are you doing this to me? This is not how things are to be.” “I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make this work. Just tell m…
Source: Dear Mother.
“Kunle! Kunle!” She screamed. “Come back. Don’t leave me here.” “Why are you doing this to me? This is not how things are to be.” “I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make this work. Just tell m…
Source: Dear Mother.
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