28/03/2026
ā¤ļø EPISODE 1: THE NIGHT GIFT MET EMEKA ā¤ļø
Gift never believed in love.
Not after everything she had been through.
To her, love was just sweet words that ended in painā¦ promises that never lasted.
So she built her heart like a wall ā strong, quiet, untouchable.
Or at leastā¦ thatās what she thought.
---
It was a cool evening in Lagos.
The kind of evening where the breeze carried both peaceā¦ and loneliness.
Gift sat by the roadside, arranging the few items she had left to sell for the day.
Business had been slow.
Life had been slow.
Everything just feltā¦ stuck.
She sighed deeply, about to pack up, when a voice interrupted her thoughts.
āExcuse meā¦ how much is this?ā
She looked up.
And for a secondā¦ she forgot how to speak.
Standing in front of her was a tall young man, calm eyes, simple smile ā the kind that made you feel safe without even knowing why.
āIā¦ itās 500 naira,ā she finally said.
He nodded and handed her the money.
But instead of leavingā¦ he stayed.
---
āLong day?ā he asked.
Gift frowned slightly. She wasnāt used to strangers talking to her like that.
āSomething like that,ā she replied, trying to stay guarded.
He smiled.
āIām Emeka.ā
She hesitatedā¦ then quietly said, āGift.ā
---
There was something different about him.
He didnāt rush.
He didnāt try too hard.
He justā¦ stayed.
And somehow, that made her uncomfortable.
Because deep down, a part of her liked it.
---
Days passed.
And somehow, Emeka kept showing up.
Sometimes he would buy something.
Sometimesā¦ he would just stand there and talk.
Little conversations.
Small laughter.
Moments that slowly started breaking the walls Gift had built for years.
---
One evening, as the sun was setting, Emeka said something that made her heart skip.
āGiftā¦ can I be honest with you?ā
She looked at him carefully. āGo ahead.ā
āI donāt just come here to buy thingsā¦ā
He paused.
āI come because of you.ā
---
Giftās heart pounded.
Fast.
Loud.
Dangerous.
This was exactly how it started beforeā¦
Sweet words. Soft feelings. Then pain.
She stood up immediately, her face hard again.
āPlease donāt start what you canāt finish,ā she said coldly.
---
Emeka looked surprised.
āIām seriousāā
But she cut him off.
āEverybody is always serious at the beginning.ā
Her voice cracked slightlyā¦ but she didnāt let him see it.
āI donāt do love. Not anymore.ā
---
Silence fell between them.
Heavy.
Painful.
Real.
Emeka looked at her for a momentā¦ then said quietly:
āThen maybeā¦ Iāll just have to prove to you that not everyone is the same.ā
---
Gift turned away quickly, pretending to arrange her things.
But insideā¦
Her heart was no longer as strong as it used to be.
Because for the first time in a long timeā¦
She was scared.
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ā¤ļø EPISODE 1: THE NIGHT GIFT MET EMEKA ā¤ļø
Gift never believed in love.
Not after everything she had been through.
To her, love was just sweet words that ended in painā¦ promises that never lasted.
So she built her heart like a wall ā strong, quiet, untouchable.
Or at leastā¦ thatās what she thought.
---
It was a cool evening in Lagos.
The kind of evening where the breeze carried both peaceā¦ and loneliness.
Gift sat by the roadside, arranging the few items she had left to sell for the day.
Business had been slow.
Life had been slow.
Everything just feltā¦ stuck.
She sighed deeply, about to pack up, when a voice interrupted her thoughts.
āExcuse meā¦ how much is this?ā
She looked up.
And for a secondā¦ she forgot how to speak.
Standing in front of her was a tall young man, calm eyes, simple smile ā the kind that made you feel safe without even knowing why.
āIā¦ itās 500 naira,ā she finally said.
He nodded and handed her the money.
But instead of leavingā¦ he stayed.
---
āLong day?ā he asked.
Gift frowned slightly. She wasnāt used to strangers talking to her like that.
āSomething like that,ā she replied, trying to stay guarded.
He smiled.
āIām Emeka.ā
She hesitatedā¦ then quietly said, āGift.ā
---
There was something different about him.
He didnāt rush.
He didnāt try too hard.
He justā¦ stayed.
And somehow, that made her uncomfortable.
Because deep down, a part of her liked it.
---
Days passed.
And somehow, Emeka kept showing up.
Sometimes he would buy something.
Sometimesā¦ he would just stand there and talk.
Little conversations.
Small laughter.
Moments that slowly started breaking the walls Gift had built for years.
---
One evening, as the sun was setting, Emeka said something that made her heart skip.
āGiftā¦ can I be honest with you?ā
She looked at him carefully. āGo ahead.ā
āI donāt just come here to buy thingsā¦ā
He paused.
āI come because of you.ā
---
Giftās heart pounded.
Fast.
Loud.
Dangerous.
This was exactly how it started beforeā¦
Sweet words. Soft feelings. Then pain.
She stood up immediately, her face hard again.
āPlease donāt start what you canāt finish,ā she said coldly.
---
Emeka looked surprised.
āIām seriousāā
But she cut him off.
āEverybody is always serious at the beginning.ā
Her voice cracked slightlyā¦ but she didnāt let him see it.
āI donāt do love. Not anymore.ā
---
Silence fell between them.
Heavy.
Painful.
Real.
Emeka looked at her for a momentā¦ then said quietly:
āThen maybeā¦ Iāll just have to prove to you that not everyone is the same.ā
---
Gift turned away quickly, pretending to arrange her things.
But insideā¦
Her heart was no longer as strong as it used to be.
Because for the first time in a long timeā¦
She was scared.
Not of getting hurt.
But of feeling again.
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š„ TO BE CONTINUEDā¦ (EPISODE 2)
