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“But there is no defence from a love that slipped between his ribs like a knife, a love who’s voice whispers to Ekene in the middle of the night, weakening his resolve, stiffening his flesh.”

“Had he been so desperate to believe in love that he had given it - or its semblance - to a stranger, only do he could feel its reflection on his skin, like moonlight?”