Dark Nights ✔️
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Dark Nights follows the turbulent journey of Thelma, a young woman whose life has been shaped by painful experiences, from early betrayal to the constant scrutiny of a world that reduces her to her physical appearance. Growing up burdened by trauma and distrust, she learns to guard her heart fiercely. But as she steps into adulthood, Thelma finds herself torn between protecting her peace and daring to believe that love-true, genuine love-might still be possible. In a world filled with shadows, will she finally discover light, or will her past keep her locked behind the walls she built to survive?
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#2 Adults 7/1/2020
#1 Lekki 23/11/2019
#22 ProjectNigeria 19/11/2019
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