MATAN ASOKORO

About this Novel

The setting was a vision of elegance, resembling an upscale office with its lengthy couch donned in soft cushions and throw pillows. A desk occupied the space, adorned with a desktop, a keyboard, and an array of other office essentials. A bookshelf graced the room, each book adorning a unique and delicate beauty. The room itself exuded a tranquil ambiance, the air within cool and refreshing. Seated on the plush office sofa was a woman, seemingly in her mid-thirties, her legs crossed as she fidgeted, her feet revealing a reddish hue. She wore a pair of simple, undecorated Hermes shoes in a striking orange shade, matching her Hermes bag, also in an exquisite orange hue. Her attire was a long, lavish dress intricately adorned with Akamai stone work, its expensive atama fabric reflecting opulence. Her voluminous veil was absent, revealing the lower portion of her naira. Despite her stunning appearance, tears streamed down her face as she held an iPhone 12 Pro Max, a faint smile gracing her lips, showcasing her radiant, chocolate-hued complexion, exuding an air of contentment and bliss.