Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 51
There were four other women in the cell with me. Their faces were hard. Anger was what I saw in their eyes, not fear. They just stared at me while I settled in a corner of the room.
With my back against the wall, I stared blankly into space.
Anyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.
Who had mentioned that scripture to me recently?
Patrick. I remember! The night Ranti showed me the sex video, I had chatted Patrick up on WhatsApp and he had quoted that verse.
I sighed. ‘God, are you there? I don’t know who else to turn to. I’m tired of my life. I’m so tired. I don’t care about money. I don’t care about anything.’
The tears returned. ‘God, please. I need you to help me.’
Anyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.
I went on my knees and bowed my face to the ground. ‘Jesus, I come to the cross where you shed your blood for my sins. Please have mercy on me. Oh God, I am weak and tired and fed up. I want you Lord.’
Tears formed a small pool on the floor in front of me. ‘Jesus, please.’
I went flat on the floor, tired from crying. I stayed there for a long time and I must have slept off in that position. When I opened my eyes, everywhere was dark. I sat up, wondering what the time was.
‘You are awake.’ A gentle voice whispered beside me.
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