ECHOES
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Some stories are born from echoes that cling to you long after they should've faded. Aminatu Shehu has just published her first debut novel MALKA- A NOVEL. To the world it's a story, to her boyfriend Ibrahim Bello Turaki, it's a gift. The very first copy, signed and handed to him with a smile. He reads with admiration and pride, never once connecting the girl's bleak distant world to the woman he plans to marry. Her life, her poise, her quiet strength feels worlds apart from the fifteen year old bride on the page. But truth has a way of arriving without warning. And when it does. Ibrahim must confront a reality that rewrites everything he thought he knew about Aminatu. Can their love survive the secrets she kept to shield herself? Will he love her more for the life she overcame or feel betrayed by the past she never shared? Echoes is a gripping emotional novel about resilience. A story of love tested by truth and healing born from courage to finally be seen. ‎
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