Shattered
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Last published Mon, Jan 30, 2017
"He covered my mouth and hit my head with his pistol.I felt blood trickling down my head,i had no strength left to restrain him so i lay still and let him have his way".Titi's world came crashing before her eyes after being a victim of domestic violence and sexual abuse,turbulent times set in.She must make a decision that would affect her life forever.Read this intriguing book and get exposed to the dangers of domestic violence through Titi's travails.This book highlights the ills of domestic violence in the Nigerian society.Hold on!Give it a try😊
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