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A very short story 😔
Omo, The photoshoot don turn to marathon! 🏃‍♀️💨 I’m a model, not a snack oo Abeg.

When my boyfriend lost his job, everybody expected me to leave him. Even my friends said I was wasting my time. But I stayed because I truly loved him.

I started helping with food, transport, and little bills. Some days, I would even lie that I had eaten just so he could eat well. He always promised me that once things got better, he would never forget my sacrifices.

Months later, he finally got a good job. I was so happy, thinking our struggle was finally over. But slowly, he changed. The calls reduced, the care disappeared, and excuses became too many.

One evening, I saw him in town holding another girl’s hand like I never existed. That was the day I learned that not everybody remembers who stayed during their hardest moments 💔

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A cry 😭 for help

I loved him so much that I even placed his face as a tattoo on my throat. I thought it would last forever 😭😭 after 8 years

But some people change, and some promises don’t survive reality. Now I’m left wondering how to remove the tattoo and heal my heart at the same time 💔

Nothing concern me and gas of 2ooo per kg, I don go buy dragon 😂😂

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