Comhroinn Fuaime

The first night I slept under that bridge, I didn’t close my eyes. Not because of the smell or the rats but because I still believed I’d wake up back in my Abuja apartment. My business partner didn’t just disappear he emptied everything first. By the time I checked the account, it was already too late. And that wasn’t even the worst part. Why this works: Breaks the list into tension beats and creates forward pull. I left Abuja with my last money… not to start over — but to prove one specific per