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Two Bullets and a Wedding
My Brush with Death for the Woman I Would Marry
I have twice come face-to-face with death for love, but I conquered and lived. I firmly believe that I am one of the luckiest people in the world, one of the few who has cheated death for love. I strongly believe that love has the power to save because I have been saved by love.
The First Time I Survived Gunshots for Love
That fateful night, I was returning from visiting my lady, whom I call ‘My Angel’. We had an amazing time together — walking the streets for chocolate and chatting about how our day went. Usually, I don’t stay out late because I’m quite a homebody. I make sure that no matter what I’m doing or where I am, I get home before dark. But for some reason that I couldn’t explain, I stayed out very late with My Angel. When I realized it was late, the City Guards had already imposed a curfew on the streets. It was about 1 a.m.
In my city in Lagos, we have a ruthless military force that guards our city. They were deployed at that time by the government to address a severe problem with killings by cultist groups. They had warned everyone in the city to cease all late-night movement. No one was allowed on the streets after 12 a.m. They were lawfully empowered to shoot on sight anyone they suspected to be a cultist or anyone moving on the…
