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The screech of tires tore through the morning silence. A loud thud followed and then screams. The body of an elderly
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woman lay on the asphalt. Her white lace soaked in dust and blood. Her silver
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hair smeared with dirt. Motionless. She had been flung like a rag doll after the
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speeding car hit her and zoomed off. The crowd that gathered, they only watched.
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Eyes wide, hands on heads, mouths gasping, but no one moved. She's dying.
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Someone shouted, "Sheay, you want to carry her and police will arrest you."
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Another responded, "No one wanted to be the good Samaritan." In Nigeria, helping
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sometimes meant trouble. People had heard of others who tried to help accident victims and ended up being
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locked, upframed, blamed, and forgotten. So they watched, but one girl didn't.
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Ama barefoot in a faded blue gown stained with mud. Her long natural hair disheveled rushed into the crowd. Her
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hands trembled, not with fear, but with fire. She knelt beside the old woman,
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placed two fingers on her neck. She's breathing faintly. Make you no carry mo.
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A woman hissed. If she die, naud them go arrest. A marker looked up. Then let
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them arrest me. She lifted the frail woman in her arms. The woman's head dangled loosely, her limp body like
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paper. Amaka's knees shook under her weight, but she stood tall, eyes blazing
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with tears and anger. As she staggered toward the road, she shouted, "Somebody
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help. Please, we need a car." But cars zoomed past. Drivers turned their heads.
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Some slowed down to Gork, then stepped on the accelerator again. No one stopped. Her legs wobbled, pain shooting
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through her thighs, but she kept walking. Her breath came in short gasps. She whispered, "Hold on, mama. Please
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hold on." And just before she collapsed, a nurse in scrubs walking home from the night shift saw her. "Hey, come this
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way." A marker followed her voice, barely seeing anymore. The nurse waved at the security man at a nearby clinic
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gate. Open it. It's an emergency. The gate flung open and a marker stumbled
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in. That was when her body gave out. She crashed to the floor with the old woman still in her arms. Flashback a year
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before. The last time Amaka felt safe was the night her ended. She had just
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turned 18. Her father, Honorable Patrick Eay, was running for governor in their
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state. He had made enemies powerful enemies. But that night, the family sat
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around the dinner table laughing as Mama served a goosey soup and pounded yam.
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Then came the gunshots. Boom. Boom. Boom. They burst through the front door.
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Masked men with AK-47s. Down. Everybody down. Her father tried
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to protect them. He was shot in the chest. Her mother screamed and ran to him. She was shot in the back. A marker
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froze. Hiding behind the couch. They didn't see her. They left her an orphan.
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Days later, her uncle Jude showed up not with comfort, but with greed. Within a
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week, he sold their house and her father's car. He left her with nothing. You're just a girl. Go figure life out.
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And so she did. Under the bridge, present day. After the rescue, a Marco
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woke up on a clinic bench. Her lips dry, her legs weak. She looked around in
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panic. the woman. Where's the woman I brought in? A nurse walked over. She's
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alive. We're working on her. Are you her relative? No. Amar whispered. I don't
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even know her name. But you carried her on your back all the way here. Amarka
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nodded. You saved her life. The nurse smiled and handed her a small handbag.
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It fell beside her. We checked for ID. There's a phone inside. Maybe we can
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call someone. A marker nodded again. The nurse dialed. It rang. Then a deep calm
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male voice answered. Hello. Please, sir. Is this David Maxwell? Yes. Who is this?
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Your mother. She's been in an accident. She's in a clinic at Ojota. There was a
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pause. What? Which clinic? Who are you? The nurse gave him the name and
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location. The line went dead. 10 minutes later, a black Range Rover with a gold
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plate screeched into the compound. Two men jumped out tone in a sharp navy blue capton. The other a driver in a suit.
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The man in Capton burst into the reception. Where is she? Where's my mother? Calm down, sir. She's in
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emergency care. The girl who brought her is right over there. David turned. He
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saw a marker. barefoot, mud on her legs, dress torn at the side, hair scattered,
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her eyes still red from sleepless nights. You You helped her. Amarus
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stood. She was dying. No one helped. I couldn't leave her. David stared at her.
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This ragged girl. She carried his mother. Before he could speak, a doctor walked out. She's stable, but she has a
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fractured skull. We'll need to move her to a bigger hospital. David gave instructions immediately. His private
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ambulance arrived and the woman was transferred to a top tier facility in Leki. But something shifted in David's
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heart. He didn't leave a marker behind. He said just three words. Come with us.
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As a marker sat quietly in the hospital's VIP waiting room, sipping bottled water for the first time in
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months. She turned to David and asked, "Will she survive?" David's phone buzzed. It was the doctor. He stepped
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out to take the call. 2 minutes later, he returned. His eyes were wet. She's
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awake, he said, voice shaking. And she asked for you. Amarka froze. Me? David
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nodded slowly. She said, "Where is the girl who carried me?" Amar stepped into
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the hospital room slowly. Her bare feet felt cold against the polished tiles, and her heartbeat echoed in her ears.
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The room smelled of antiseptic and fresh flowers. The beeping monitor beside the hospital bed hung softly, and the old
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woman, now cleaned up and covered with a soft white blanket, turned her head weakly, their eyes met. The woman's
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voice came out raspy but clear. You You're the girl who carried me. Amarka
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nodded, her eyes wide. Yes, Ma. The woman stared at her for a moment, her
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eyes filled with tears. What's your name, child? Amara. Amarka. Eay. The old woman smiled
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faintly. Her hand trembled as she reached out. Come closer, Amara. Amarka
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stepped forward, unsure, but took the woman's hand. Her skin was soft and
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warm, but fragile. You saved me, Mama Sandra whispered. "Thank you." That was
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the moment a marker's tears broke free. No one had thanked her in a long time.
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She had been forgotten by the world, but this frail old woman, this stranger, looked at her like she mattered. Earlier
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that morning before the accident, the night had been cruel. A marker had not
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slept again. Three boys had crept toward her space under the bridge with red
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eyes, one with dreadlocks, and one missing a front tooth. She'd heard their
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whispering and quickly jumped up, clutching her bag, which only held an old blanket and her mother's Bible. He
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ran through alleys, past clothes shops. Her bare feet scraped against broken
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concrete. She only stopped running when the sky began to lighten, and she reached the public park bench near the
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highway. She curled up, holding her knees tightly, praying the morning would come quickly. It did, but with it came
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chaos, screams, a crash, and a choice. While others stood frozen, she acted
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back to present. Still in the hospital room, David entered quietly, his voice
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soft. Mama, are you okay? Mama sound returned to him. This girl, this angel
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saved me. David nodded. I know, Mama. That's why she's here. That's why I want
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to know more about her. He looked at a marker with gentle eyes now. Not with pity, but with respect. A marker? Where
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are your parents? He asked. Her lips trembled. They're gone. Gunman. They
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killed them last year. I've been alone since. David frowned. What about other
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family? She paused. Her jaw clenched. My uncle sold our house and left me with
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nothing. I've been living under the bridge. A deep silence fell on the room.
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Even the machines seemed quieter. Mama Sandra squeezed her hand. That's how you
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became homeless. Amarka nodded. I'm sorry, my child. The old woman
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whispered. But you, you're not forgotten. God sees you and he sent you
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to me. Amarka looked down, blinking tears. I always told myself that, she
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said softly. that maybe if I just stayed kind even when it hurts. One day it
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would mean something. David stood beside his mother and placed a hand on her shoulder. It means everything. Then he
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did something a marker never expected. He sat down beside her. A billionaire, a
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man who could have dismissed her as another street girl. Instead, he said, "A marker. What do you want to do with
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your life?" A marker hesitated. She had buried her dreams long ago, but
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something about the moment made her speak. I wanted to be a pharmacist. My mom was a nurse. She said I was good
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with people. And I like to mix things, bombs, tease, medicine. David smiled.
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That's a noble dream. She looked away. But dreams are expensive. And I don't
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have anything. Mama Sandra lifted her hand and placed it gently on David's. My
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son, help her. David didn't hesitate. I will. Am Marcus stared at him, unsure if
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she heard right. You, you will, he nodded. We'll start with a shower, new
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clothes, a proper meal, and a soft bed. Then we'll talk about school. Her lips
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parted, but no words came out. Her eyes filled with disbelief. No one has ever
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offered me that before. You earned it, David said. Not by asking, but by being
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who you are. The unexpected twist. That evening, Amarusa sat at the dining table
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in David's mansion for the first time. She had taken a hot bath, and her thick hair had been brushed and tied back. She
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wore a simple but clean floral dress. The chef had made jolof rice, fried
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plantains, and grilled chicken. She ate slowly, still overwhelmed. Across from
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her sat David's wife, Lisa, graceful and warm-hearted. You're beautiful, Lisa
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said with a smile. I see why Mamar took to you. Amarka blushed. Then the sound
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of footsteps echoed down the stairs. Daddy, where's grandma? A girl about a
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marker's age appeared dark-skinned, slender with curly hair and curious eyes. David waved her over. Sophia, come
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meet someone special. Sophia walked over and smiled. "Hi, I'm Sophia." A marker
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stood. "A marker." Their hands met in a warm handshake. David watched them. Two
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young women, same age, but one had everything. The other had almost
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nothing. Yet, fate had brought them together. Later that night, Amarcus stepped onto the balcony, looking at the
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stars for the first time in months without fear of rain or street boys. She breathed in peace. Then she heard a
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phone ring downstairs. David's phone. He picked it up. His face turned dark.
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What? You found out who hit my mother. Pause. Jude. Easy. A marker's breath
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caught. She rushed inside. What did you say? David turned to her slowly. Amarka.
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The man who hit my mother and ran away. He paused. It's your uncle. Amarka stood
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frozen. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as David's words echoed in her ears.
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It's your uncle. For a moment, she couldn't breathe. Her fingers gripped
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the edge of the dining table, eyes wide, lips parted. The entire room fell into
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silence. Lisa looked between them, concerned. Sophia stood behind her
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father, stunned. "No," Amaka whispered. "That can't be true." David's jaw
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clenched. He lowered the phone slowly and nodded. The security footage was clear. The car that hit Mama and fled.
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It was registered under the name Jude Easy. A marker staggered backward. Her
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uncle. The man who sold everything after her parents were murdered. The man who left her on the streets. And now the man
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who nearly killed the woman who gave her a second chance. "Where is he?" she asked, her voice trembling. "We don't
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know yet. My security team is tracking him. But Amarker, David stepped closer.
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You don't have to face this alone. But Amarka wasn't thinking of fear. She was thinking of rage and the pain she had
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locked deep inside for months began to rise like a storm. Flashback. The day
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she lost everything. It was barely 2 days after her parents' burial. The scent of candle wax and sandfilled jolaf
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still lingered in the compound. Amarka sat in her mother's room holding the nurse's uniform that still smelled like
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her. Then Jude barged in. I've sold the house. He said flatly. Amarka looked up
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confused. What? And the car? He added, patting his pocket. You what? I need to
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recover some money your father owed me. He lied. My parents just died. Where
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will I stay? He shrugged. There's a boy's quarter. manage for now. You're
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not a baby. But that same night, she came back from the corner store to find the gate locked. Her bag of food flung
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over the fence. Jude had changed the locks and vanished. Just like that, she
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became homeless. Back to present. David paced his private study. Phone to his
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ear. Track the plate. I want eyes on Jude's house. Phone, bank, alerts,
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everything. Lisa stepped in. Are you sure it's safe involving a marker in this? She deserved to know the truth.
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She has lived in shadows long enough. In the hallway, a marker sat alone. Sophia
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joined her quietly and placed a warm palm on her shoulder. "You okay?" Sophia
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asked. A marker shook her head. "No, but I'll be fine. Just so you know," Sophia
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said gently. "You're not going through this alone. I don't care if you're rich or poor. You saved my grandmother. Amma
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looked at her. For the first time in a long while, she smiled weakly. Two days
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later, David's team traced Jude to a bar in Seru. He was drinking, laughing with
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some political thugs, but his face fell when two men in black suits walked up to
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him. Mr. Jude, Easy, we need you to come with us. On whose authority? They showed
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a badge. David's personal security license. He hesitated, but they didn't
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give him a chance. In seconds, they had him in the car. That evening, David
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brought a marker to his private guest house. "Stay here," he told her gently.
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"You don't have to see him." "I want to," David sighed. "Are you sure? I need
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to." Inside the small room, Jude sat and cuffed a bandage on his forehead from a
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drunken fall the day before. The moment he saw a marker, he burst out laughing.
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"You again? What now? Come to beg me to take you back." A marker didn't flinch.
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"No, Uncle Jude," she said coldly. "I came to ask. Why did you do it?" Jude
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shrugged. "Do what? You sold my father's house, left me to sleep under the
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bridge, and now you almost killed an innocent old woman." Jude smirked. I
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didn't know it was her. I was drunk. So what? You left her on the road to die?
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She cried. You didn't even stop. Jude leaned back. She looked dead. Besides, I
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couldn't afford another scandal. I have enemies. You won't understand. You were
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always weak like your father. A marker's eyes flashed. No, uncle. I'm strong
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because of my father and my mother. And everything you tried to destroy only made me braver. David stepped in. Mr.
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Ease, you're being charged with a hit and run and endangerment. I've handed everything to the police. Jude's face
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drained. No, please. David, let's talk like men, David turned to Amaka. Do you
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want to press charges? Am stared at her uncle, this man who had caused her so
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much pain. I forgive you, she said, surprising even herself. Jude's eyes
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widened. But Amarusa stepped closer, her voice firm. I want you to know
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something. You are no longer my family. You are just a man I once knew. Later
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that night, Am Marcus sat beside Mama Sandre's bed, gently rubbing her hand.
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Mama opened her eyes, smiled, and whispered, "You're stronger than I ever
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imagined." Tears welled up in Amarker's eyes. "I think I finally let go." she
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whispered back. Just then, David walked in holding two envelopes. He handed one
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to a marker and one to Sophia. "What's this?" they both asked. He grinned.
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"Your university entrance exam registration forms." A marker's heart stopped. She looked up slowly. "You
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mean?" "Yes," David said. "You're both going to university together." Tears
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streamed down a marker's face. She stared at the university registration form in her hand. Her name was typed in
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bold letters. On Mara Ez, University of Nigeria, Faculty of Pharmaceutical
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Sciences. Sophia squealled and hugged her. We're going to school together. I
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can't believe this is real. A Mara couldn't speak. Her lips trembled. She
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looked at David, then at Mamma Sandra, who was watching from her hospital bed with a smile so soft it could melt a
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stone. I don't deserve this. A marker whispered. Mama Sandre reached for her
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hand. You deserve more, my dear. You gave me life. Now it's your turn to live
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yours. David stepped forward and placed his hand gently on Amarka's shoulder. There's no charity here, Amarka. You
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earned every bit of this first day. New life. One month later, Amarusa stood in
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front of the university gate in Inugu, wearing a neat white blouse and black skirt, her hair braided in a simple
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style, her name tag hung proudly on her chest. Beside her was Sophia beaming in
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the same outfit. Two girls from different worlds now walking the same path. I'm nervous. Amaka admitted as
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they walked through the gate. Sophia laughed. Don't be. You've already faced
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worse than any exam or lecturer. They settled into their hostel, a private apartment David had paid for. The room
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was cozy and clean. Two beds, a desk, and a tiny kitchen. A
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Marcus sat on her bed and whispered, "God, thank you. The past tries to
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follow, but peace never comes without shadows." During their first semester, a
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girl named Adoraththy, daughter of a local politician, started spreading rumors about a marker. She's just a
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street girl that got lucky. Adora said, "You think she belongs here? If not for
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Sophia, would she even be in this school?" A marker heard the whispers. "She saw the stairs in class, in the
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cafeteria, even in the pharmacy lab, but she didn't respond. Instead, she studied
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harder. One night, Sophia came into the room angry. You heard what Ada Oora said
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again. She even told the lecturer, "You copied my assignment." Amarka calmly packed her books. Let her talk. I'm not
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here to prove anything to her. I just want to make mama proud. Sophia sat down slowly. You're stronger than me, you
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know. Amarker smiled. I learned from pain. Academic battle. Their first
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semester exams came. A marker read for nights, sleeping only a few hours.
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Sophia pushed her to quizzing her, correcting mistakes, encouraging her. Exam week passed like a storm. When the
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results came out, a crowd gathered around the result board. Students gasped. Who's a marker? Easy? One of
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them asked. She topped the class. Adora's mouth dropped. Her name was
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nowhere near the top. Sophia ran to a marker and grabbed her by the hand. You
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did it. You beat them all. Tears fell down a Mara's cheeks. Not because she
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was proud, but because for the first time in her life, she finally felt seen. A call from home. Back in Lagos, Mama
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Sandre had recovered fully and returned home. She spent most days in the garden or reading books in the living room. One
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sunny afternoon, she called a Mara. My daughter, how is school? Fine, mama,
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said. I passed my exams. I came first. Mama Sandra cried on the phone. God kept
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you for a reason. You're the daughter I never had. Amarka's heart swelled. She
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wasn't just being supported. She was now part of a family. The proposal. Two
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years passed quickly. Amarker and Sophia grew stronger, wiser, and more
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inseparable. Then came their final year. One Saturday afternoon, they were
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walking back to the hostel when a man in a white shirt approached them. He knelt in front of Sophia and pulled out a
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ring. Sophia gasped. "Daniel," he nodded, smiling nervously. "I know we're
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still students." "But I can't imagine my life without you. Will you marry me?"
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Sophia's hands flew to her mouth. She looked at a marker, then back at Daniel.
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"Yes," she whispered. "Yes." Tears filled the air. Amarka clapped, tears of
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joy in her eyes. But as the crowd celebrated, Daniel stood up and turned to her. "Ama!" she blinked. "Yes!" he
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stepped aside. Behind him, a tall young man walked out from the crowd, handsome,
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well-dressed, confident. He walked up to a marker, pulled a tiny box from his
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pocket, and dropped to one knee. A marker gasped. Chitty, what? I've waited
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2 years for this. Chi said softly. From the first day you helped me in class, I
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knew you were special. You're kind, brave, and beautiful. Please marry me.
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Amarka's hands flew to her mouth. The crowd went silent. Even Sophia froze.
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Amarka looked at Chiy, then at Sophia, then back at Cheety. For a moment, all
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she could hear was her own heartbeat. Then, yes, two months later, a marker
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and Sophia graduated together side by side. Invitations were already printed.
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Double wedding ceremony. Sophia Maxwell, Daniel Amaka Eay, Chidi. But just two
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nights before the wedding, Mama Sandra started coughing uncontrollably. David rushed her to the hospital. Doctors
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surrounded her bed. A marker and Sophia arrived, still in their rehearsal gowns,
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only to find David standing outside the emergency room, his face pale. The doctor came out, eyes grim. She wants to
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speak to both of you now. The white hospital lights flickered above them as a marker and Sophia rushed into the
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room. Mama Sandra lay on the bed, her body wrapped in white linen, a nasal canula helping her breathe. Her skin
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looked pale, but her eyes were still as warm and clear as ever. Come close," she
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whispered. Tears filled Sophia's eyes as she grabbed her grandmother's hand. A
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marker stood at the other side, holding back sobs. "Mama, don't talk, please,"
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Sophia said, wiping her tears. "You'll be fine," the doctor said. Mama gently
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touched her cheek. "By time is near, my darling, and that's okay." She turned
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her eyes to Amarka, smiling softly. "You are the answer to a prayer I made many
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years ago, child." Amarka's voice cracked. "No, Mama, you saved me." "No,
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Amara," Mama said firmly. "You saved me. You reminded me that love is not blood.
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It's sacrifice. It's kindness. It's showing up even when you're afraid." She
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looked at both girls now. Her voice was growing weaker. I've watched you both become women, kind, brilliant, strong
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women, and I've seen how you carried each other through pain and joy. A tear rolled down her cheek. I've lived a full
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life, but the best part of it was meeting you. The heart monitor beeped slowly. Mama, a marker whispered,
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squeezing her hand. Mama smiled again, her final words just above her breath.
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Live with love and never stop giving. Then her hand went still. The heart
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monitor gave one long piercing tone. The funeral. The church was filled to the
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brim. Politicians, philanthropists, doctors, nurses, neighbors, everyone
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came to say goodbye to Mama Sandre Maxwell, the woman whose life touched thousands but was ultimately saved by
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one homeless girl with a heart of gold. Amarka and Sophia wore matching black
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dresses, their heads bowed, eyes swollen with tears. But in those tears was
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gratitude because they had known her, loved her, been loved by her. David
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stood beside them as the casket was lowered. His hands trembled, but his heart was full. She would have been
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proud, he whispered. She was proud, a marker replied. The wedding. One month
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later, Lagos stood still for the most beautiful double wedding the city had seen. White roses lined the aisles. Gold
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and pink fabrics sparkled in the sunlight. David held a marker's hand as he walked her down the aisle. She wore a
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simple but elegant lace gown. Her natural hair styled into a regal crown. Tears lined David's eyes as he
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whispered, "You were never a stranger, a marker. You were always my daughter."
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Sophia glowing in her own gown walked behind with her mother Lisa beside her.
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The crowd cheered as the vows were said. A marker and Sophia Won from two different worlds were now two sisters
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bound by fate, love, and a shared legacy of kindness. A final gift. After the
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wedding, David called a marker and Sophia into his study. I kept something mama wrote before she passed, he said,
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handing a marker a sealed envelope. With trembling hands, a Maka opened it.
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Inside was a handwritten letter. My dearest a marker, if you're reading this, it means I've gone to rest. But I
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want you to know something. I came from a wealthy family, but I've never met a richer soul than yours. You are the
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daughter I prayed for, and I know that God sent you to me on purpose. Your kindness reminded me what matters most
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in life. David has instructions to transfer a part of my estate to you, not because of pity, but because I know you
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will use it well. You have a good heart. Use it to help others just as you helped
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me. Love always, Mama Sandra. Amarka dropped the letter into her lap and
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sobbed. Sophia hugged her tightly, and David said just three words. It's yours
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now. One year later, in the heart of Lagos stood a brand new building, the
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Mamasandra Foundation for Street Girls and Orphans. It was built by Amakar with
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help from Sophia and David. The mission to rescue girls like her to give them a
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bed, a school, a future. Inside the courtyard, dozens of young girls played,
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read, and laugh. A marker stood at the balcony, now a certified pharmacist,
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married and running a growing foundation. Sophia joined her carrying a clipboard. How many girls registered
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this week? Amarka asked. 38, Sophia said. And counting. They looked at the
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sky golden with the setting sun. Mama would have been proud, Sophia whispered.
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Amarka nodded, tears in her eyes. She is. If you like this story, comment,
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