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Bruises or Wounds
“I’m sorry.”
Ify glanced at Naeto. They had not spoken since the incident earlier in the day. The incident that left him with a broken nose; Aisha with bruises on her face; Philip with a black eye and split lip and Jide with minor bruises.She wasn’t even sure how the fight had started. One moment Philip's shoe was flying over Aisha’s head, the next he and Aisha were engaged in a physical combat with Naeto the mediator.And then later trying to solve the problem, Philip and Jide ended up in another fight.How could they even fight when she was feeling so weak due to insufficient food?!And then during the course of the fight when she had tried to help Naeto who was pushed down, he had rudely brushed her off; hence the apology.She did not reply.He sighed, covering the distance she had kept between them.“I’m sorry. I was…I was angry.” he apologized as she fiddled with the torn edges of heRelated chapters
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