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WRONG BUT RIGHT?: CHAPTER EIGHT | Ayandola's Pen
CHAPTER 8 Tunmise stepped into her room and took it in. This was her part of the house, she thought. She was so attached to this room she had decorated her place in Ibadan similarly. But who could blame her? She had stayed here practically all her life and her mother had kept on redecorating to accommodate her age as she grew up. It had started as her nursery and then progressed through the years. She could still remember her excitement when she clocked fifteen and her mother had finally let her decorate it with little interference. It had gone