Comhroinn Fuaime

But Lilian did not want to understand. She wanted a different life. Every evening, when the village generator hummed to life, Lilian would scroll through social media on her small phone. She saw beautiful women living in Lagos. Luxury cars. Expensive clothes. Fine restaurants. Perfect lives. Her eyes would shine with envy. One night she said to her friend Zainab, “Look at these girls. They’re living the life. Lagos is where everything happens.”