ZOEY Growing up, Zoey's mother had always called her selfish because of some traits she had displayed. She had spent a lot of her time disagreeing with her mother, but maybe. Just maybe there was some iota of truth in what her mother was saying. For example, ever since she was called two days ago, her phone was mostly switched off, the only time it got turned on was occasionally when she had to check updates on her classes, tests or the upcoming examination. Two weeks ago, Zoey was so sure she had a future in Cardwell University, but that future had become so bleak. One day, she would have to pack her bags, book a flight, and go back home, but for now, she was in a state of denial. Every so often, she would close her eyes, and say a prayer to God because she did not want to come back home. With the heavy pang she felt in her chest, Zoey got up, took her bath and headed straight to school. As fucked up as she was feeling, she didn't want to miss the last shot she had at ta
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