It felt like a shipwreck—I passed out. In the afterlife, I was reminded of my life and sent back. Not Nigeria—worse than hell. This feeling ran through my soul. How would I find the one I loved and my killer?
It felt like a shipwreck—I passed out. In the afterlife, I was reminded of my life and sent back. Not Nigeria—worse than hell. This feeling ran through my soul. How would I find the one I loved and my killer?