My name is mubarak , a 24-year-old fresh graduate from a private
university in Nigeria. Without sounding vain or immodest, I must
say I am a handsome guy with great biceps, being a fitness buff.
All through my school days, I had girls falling over me with many
of them asking me out and willing to hop into my bed if I gave
them the slightest attention.
That said, I have a confession to make over an incident that has
been tearing me apart. I have been wracked with serious guilt and
the longer it stays in me, the bitter I become and I feel the best
way to free myself of this guilt is to confess to my best friend,
Olumide.
Olumide and I grew up together and those who did not know
thought we were brothers because of our closeness. We lived
just two houses away and we were always in each other's
company. This closeness also brought our parents together and
we became family friends.
I could go to Olumide's house even in his absence and had free
access to their kitchen, likewise he as well. That was how close we
were. We attended the same primary and secondary schools and
were only separated during our university days.
Along the line, his father got a political appointment and their
family had to relocate to Abuja. When I graduated and
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