IT HAS NO GENDER
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Last published Fri, Feb 25, 2022
All my life, I have always supported the notion that all men are scum. You couldn't blame me considering the situation in which I grew up, my father left my mother for her sister. It was messed up but in the end it was all settled but the family was never the same. Well my notion that all men are scum was thrown out of the window when I met Dare, it was then I knew that not all men are scum, only some like my dad. Well my second notion did not last long as because I was soon proven wrong and I eventually realized my mistake all along...
Sandra Ademide is the name of a lovely lady. Born in the rural parts of Nigeria, she was forced to accept the other side of life and when her family made a mistake that caused a strife, she believed she would never be able to trust men again. All these happened before her 3rd year in the prestigious university of Delta State. She met Dare and instantly knew she'll never meet anyone like him again. No sooner had they gotten married did Sandra leave to serve her country, little did she know the surprise waiting for her upon her return. The last three months of her service caused her severe discomfort as she kept receiving pictures from an unknown blocked number. At first she ignored thinking it was a prank as she only saw the back of a man and a woman, then the pictures came on a daily basis, showing her husband and a woman whose face was blurred. She trusted her husband too much to make any meaning of the pictures but as a married woman she couldn't help but feel jealousy and anger towards the still unknown woman trying to ruin her marriage.
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