And his eyes met Bolanle’s.
Time seemed to stop.
He recognized her immediately.
So did the daughters.
Kemi stiffened first.
“No.”
Yetunde followed her gaze. Then Abiola. Folake. Titi.
Bolanle stood still in a faded dress, her face worn by regret and years.
Toby excused himself from the official beside him and began walking toward her.
Whispers spread through the crowd.
“That is Bolanle.”
“She came back.”
The daughters followed him.
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