You Can Get Back at Them – 6

6 Osas sat on the edge of the hotel bed, the emerald dress discarded like a heavy skin she was glad to be rid of. The silence of the room was broken by the sharp vibration of her phone. It was Bayo. “I survived,” she said, her voice sounding older than it had that morning…....

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