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achievements. I mean, I am one of the youngest females to graduate with a Bachelo

age certainly is. They're rare and it's a pretty outdated custom. Which is why I'm

voice calls me b

of a lot of my habits. But which Nigerian parent has ever agreed to their child's behavior, especially one that lives in New York? I praised my p

trying to piece together the

rich aristocratic family and they offered you the help you needed in exch

ovels like this previously, and that is usually how those arranged marriage stories go. But when my

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g with a mix of frustration and desperation. "Just tell her the b

Her blue eyes, extremely similar to

you ever heard of the De Lore

complexi

se, struggling to move and remind the world that a woman called Tiaraoluwa Oba even exists. Maybe then it will move on and t

e you hoping to strike some sort of deal with them? Because there's no way I'm that deal. Right? You wouldn't have s

time when I get to my feet, n

sounding unlike mine. "Whic

o De Lorenzo," my father replie

joke. But his somber expression doesn't waver, and I sense the weight of his sadness. My father's words hit

"Okó mi (my darling)," she whispers in Yoruba as she tries

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run through the hallways of my family house, across my room, down the spiral staircase,

exit from the place I call my home, the

iara.