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SIXTY FOUR

“Wait” Damilare said as he dug into his pockets and produced a key holder before giving it to her.

“The door is locked” he added and Tolu stared at him as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Thank you” she said before she bolted down the stairs.

Damilare sighed as he rubbed his forehead. He slid his hands into his pockets as he watched Tolu run down the staircase.

“General Abubakar, who’s that?” one of the students behind him asked and Damilare sighed.

“She is the reason your PR and Head of Pro hasn’t been himself” Damilare slowly replied as he turned to them.

“Let’s go” he said as he started walking away.

The DULSU quarters was as quiet as a graveyard as Tolu stepped inside. It was past 2pm in the afternoon and Tolu wasn’t bothered at the fact that she might end up missing a class. She walked towards Demola’s apartment. She pursed her lips before she brought out the key brought her pocket and slid the key in.

And as Damilare had

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