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Secrets #8

Her mind went back to the conversation she had with Niyi in his office. Standing, facing the wide windows in his office and with his back to her, he said, “I want my son.” When she gasped, he turned and looked at her. The look on his face made her heart sink. “I want my son,” he repeated. “I’m his mother.” “And I’m his father!” She shook her head. “That’s not possible, Niyi. I can’t give up my son.” She stood to leave. “It was a mistake coming here.” He shook his head and spoke slowly, “Don’t even think about taking off with him.” His eyes narrowed. “If you do, I will hunt you… and I will find you.” Smiling slightly, he added, “Then, I will take him away from you.” Slowly, she sat and he went behind his desk, sat across her and they talked. Agnes looked at Niyi,…