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If Cinderella Were Nigerian (Ongoing)

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Living in Nigeria is hell for the poor, the poorer and the poorest. There is no hope except you convince yourself there is.

For me, I live day to day barely able to enjoy the simple pleasures of life, like smelling flowers or dancing in the garden.

I live out half of my life in fantasies and the other half in the stark reality of poverty, inequality and hardship. Until...

I fall out of love; with myself. Then all the hardship I know is multiplied by a thousand. 

This is my story. A story of truth, a few tears, plenty of yelling, dodging objects and honestly, love.

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This is not your typical Cinderella story. There is no stepmother or step sisters'. It beares little to no resemblance to the Disney Cinderella. 
I hope you enjoy. Xoxo.

Pardon any mistakes. It's an unedited book.

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Start date: 7th September, 2021.Todos los derechos reservados

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BOUND TO A STRANGER

She was a nobody. Born into poverty, raised in hardship, and forgotten by the world. Her mother died when she was just a child, leaving her in the cruel hands of a stepmother who saw her as nothing more than a burden. Beaten down, mistreated, and silenced by pain, she endured every cruelty with quiet strength. Calm. Religious. Kind. Even in her suffering, she refused to complain. She refused to break. She never cared that she was poor, because she had already accepted her fate. Or so she thought... Her father was nothing more than a drunkard, a man who drowned every ounce of responsibility at the bottom of a bottle. To him, she wasn't a daughter, she was nothing. No love, no protection, no care. All he ever wanted from her was money, and he didn't care how she got it, as long as she brought it home. Until one night, fate collided with her life in the most brutal way, an accident that should have ended everything, but instead began a story she never imagined. A contract. A marriage. To a stranger. He had never seen her face, hidden always behind the veil of her niqab. Every glance, every movement was a mystery. He was someone she had never seen before, someone who lived in a world far beyond her reach. Bound to him by law, trapped by circumstances, she suddenly found herself standing at the edge of a life she neither asked for nor desired. But when two broken souls are forced under the same roof, secrets unravel, hearts clash, and a dangerous question rises, Can love grow in a marriage built on nothing but fate's cruel accident? He was her mistake ......but maybe her destiny🤍