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'If wishes were horses, beggars might ride.'

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Amanda's POV

My throat was dry. Someone should please save me. Help me, I cried within myself.

Tola kept on laughing hysterically at me. She didn't want to let me go, just yet.

"Well, we're in for some torture." She said.

I shrieked. Obviously she was referring to me.

"Tola please, let me go."

"Come in." She said aloud and a tall huge man walked in.

I looked at his hands. He was holding a plyer. What was he using that to do?

"Make her feel like a woman huh." Tola said. "Or like a prostitute."

"Tola please I beg you in God's name, please let me go. I have nothing against you. Please." I begged furiously.

"Keep quiet." She shouted and slapped me at the face. "Get to work."

Firstly, my clothes were torn and my bra ripped off. I struggled with the last strength I had.

I wouldn't want to get raped yet and again...not like this...

Joe's POV

"We're searching for her." The inspector said.

"Be fast about this abeg. See, if she's harmed, you'll hear from me."

I wondered how she'd be. Amanda.
I just wish all these never happened, I thought.

I saw Bayo coming towards me.
"I've given my statement." He said and I smiled.

"Okay. We just need to wait." I said and we stared into space...

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