Olaide _ _ ♯shortstory
(Part 1) Laide was baffled. She had trudged all the way to the spot where she and Irede had agreed to meet—Oke Ajuwon, the place they visited just two weeks ago—but there was no sign of him. No footprints. No familiar scent. Nothing. She dropped her heavy bags and heaved a deep sigh. Her limbs ached, her spirit more so. She looked around desperately, but there was no trace of his arrival. Slowly, she sank onto her bags and began to fondle her twisted pigtails, her heart thudding painfully beneath her chest. Laide wasn’t just beautiful—she was radiant, a young woman filled with grace and quiet strength. But now, tears streamed down her striking face as the events of the past three days flooded her memory. Her father, Biyi, was a revered hunter and warlord—known for his courage and unwavering loyalty to his land. But three days ago, a gut-wrenching message reached Yayegbe: their warriors had been defeated in battle. And Laide knew what that meant. There were only two possibili...