Gallery of broken hearts.       #Project Nigeria.

Gallery of broken hearts. #Project Nigeria.

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1st in Tas on 22/10/21 πŸ₯‡πŸ…πŸŽ– 1st in Project Nigeria on 28/01/24πŸ₯‡πŸ…πŸŽ–οΈ Welcome to Gallery of broken hearts. An action filled, nail biting teen-fiction. A story to the lonely ones who have had to deal with poverty, parental alcoholism, neglects, suicidal thoughts, the loss of a close one, and to the ones who have had to deal with sexual abuses. πŸ’” A story to the lonely ones who feels they are broken, useless, alone and clueless. To the ones who are depressed, heartbroken and even about to break down. To the ones who thinks they're bitter, always anxious, and rejected. To the ones who are ragged, worn out, and exhausted.πŸ’” A story to the lonely ones who have had to go to bed thinking they've got no one. To the ones who can't stop crying and also to those who gave up trying. πŸ’” A story to every teenagers, young adults and parents who are struggling in Nigeria πŸ‡³πŸ‡¬πŸ’”. Here's a story to the days we sink deep, with nothing left but hope that we'd see the light soonπŸ₯‚πŸ₯Ίβ€οΈ.
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She felt his warm palm on her wrist and at once she was facing him. Without warning, his lips engulfed hers, setting her on fire just like she did him. His lips were warm and soft and she revelled in it as she shut her eyes, her body instantly warming up to the kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, marvelling at how their bodies fit perfectly together. It felt so good, like her head was rotating. Nothing else mattered. Just the two of them. This was all she needed. Someone who accepted her for her. Her flaws, her beauty, herself, hook line and sinker. She withdrew reluctantly, angry she had to stop the kiss and also afraid someone had seen them. As she stared into his eager eyes, she knew she loved him but she couldn't help thinking she was doing the wrong thing. She loved him, but it wasn't fair to his girl. She could do anything, run, apologise, but she followed her heart. She drew him back and continued the kiss. A Nigerian themed story bound to leave you yearning for the next chapter.

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