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TEARS OF Omuoma – Episode 1 The sun don almost go sleep for Omuoma Village, but the heat wey e leave behind still dey burn small small. Chisom sit down for the front of her papa house, her eyes full with tears wey she no fit hold again. She bite her lips, press her palm for chest as if she wan stop the pain wey dey tear her heart into pieces. “Chisom, wetin happen?” her younger brother, Ebuka, ask as he squat beside her. She shake her head, the lump for her throat too big to allow her talk. She look the dusty road wey lead go Uche house, the same road wey she and Uche don waka together many times, laughing, dreaming, planning. But today, na only her shadow dey waka with her pain. Uche, the only man wey she ever love, don betray her. She close her eyes, remember how everything start. She and Uche don dey together since their secondary school days. Everybody for Omuoma sabi them as lovebirds. Even their parents don already accept say two of them go marry when the time reach. But life, e be like river wey no get respect for human plans. Three months ago, Uche travel go city—Lagos—say e wan go hustle, make money so that their future go better. Him swear say e go come back, say nothing go fit separate them. But today, news don reach Chisom say Uche don do introduction with another woman for Lagos. Her body shake as the pain grip her like claw. “Why Uche go do this kind thing to me?” she whisper, her voice weak like person wey fever dey flog. Ebuka sigh, him small hand touch her shoulder. “Maybe na lie dem talk,” he say, even though doubt dey inside him voice. But Chisom know say no be lie. She don see the picture wey somebody send her. Uche dey smile, him hand dey for the waist of the light-skinned Lagos girl. That smile—na the same one wey e dey give Chisom before. She wipe her tears, inhale deep. “I no go break finish because of man,” she talk, her voice small but strong. “I go find my own way for this life. Uche go regret.” Ebuka nod, even though him no sure wetin she mean. Somewhere inside the village, night dey take over, but for Chisom heart, another kind of darkness don enter. And she swear say e no go swallow her. TO BE CONTINUED...