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“I used to say that if you had come as a boy, you would still be the same you. You’re doing so well, you would easily outrun men of your age,” he shifted on his chair. “that hasn’t changed, but in truth, you’re trying way too hard. What point are you trying to prove still?”
Favour tried to dismiss the guilty feelings that beclouded her thoughts and focused on the important things to do.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, director. But…”“Speak” Favour commanded.
For all superstitions about rain not falling on a wedding day, Favour felt glad for her friend who was going to officially become a wife. She tried to stifle the giggle that was trying to escape from her throat. Whatever would happen to her friend as from tonight was none of her business. And about…
