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l the way to Nigeria for the introduction ceremony was truly delightful. It indicated a strong

sparking a flurry of preparations. The house was abuz

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ily coming for the introduction ceremony, a

occasion. Traditional Nigerian attires were carefully selected for each family member, reflecting the vibrant colors and rich cul

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the atmosphere on the jet was filled with a unique blend o

s with a serene and comfortable environme

nd I would exchange vows in the presence of our loved ones. Nigeria, with its vibran

ing preparations. They carefully reviewed the schedule, ensuring that everything was in pl

nto Lagos, Nigeria. I peered out the window and caught sight of the sprawling city below. The

port, I dialed Ryan to come pick us up from the airport.

. Ryan and I had been friends since childhood, and h

airport, I spotted Ryan's familiar face in the crowd. He grinned widely and waved at us, his excitemen

eloping me in a warm embrace. "I'm so glad you're fi

agos. The city's energy was contagious, with people going about thei

ntricate traditional attires that my family iand I would wear, the rhythmic dances that w

where he had booked rooms for my family and I. We chec

ve of relief washed over me.

e hotel and make the most of the time I would be in Lagos. E

in Lagos. Excited by the idea, I agreed to go an

tic atmosphere. The club was packed with enthusiastic partygoers, creating an electrifying ambiance. The

indulged in signature coc

ak. The DJ skillfully mixed tracks, seamlessly transitionin

nd a queasy stomach. The remnants of last night's party had left me with a hangover that seemed determined to make its p

holic drinks I had consumed, the electrifying atmosphere of the club, and the night of wild sex I had with t

e in a hot shower. The warm water cascaded over me, gradually washing away

pse of myself in the mirror. My disheveled ap

ng a hangover from the previous night's party, I quickly got dressed, Ignoring t

e drove towards Damilola's family house, a mix