The Abandoned Woman

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Anita stared intently at Kofi unconsciously, trying to conceal her affection for him, yet she couldn't. As he stretched his hands and reached out to her, it was obvious that her inviting and prodding eyes were enough for Kofi. She kissed and moaned under her weakened emotions, kissed him passionately, and sunk into his arms like a defeated wrestler. All she thought to be true was a dream; all she saw was a mirage. Life had not been fateful to her. She has been rejected and left to cater for her kid alone. She is exposed to the naked realities of the world and surely unending suffering. Who is to be blamed for her upbringing? What about her unexpected end?