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CHRONICLES OF A RUNS GIRL— A Crime Thriller Series Episode One

Deòlu was tired of poverty. Born and raised in Ìlorin, she had known suffering all her life. Her father was a bricklayer who worked under the scorching sun for daily pay, and her mother sold roasted corn by the roadside. Feeding was a struggle, and school fees were a luxury. The streets had taught her one thing—if you wanted a good life, you had to grab it with both hands. So when her childhood friend, Teni, invited her to Lagos, promising her “soft life,” she didn’t think twice. “Lagos no be your village,” Teni had laughed over the phone. “If you sabi package, you go blow.” Deòlu packed her few belongings—just a small Ghana-Must-Go bag filled with second-hand clothes and cheap perfume—and boarded a night bus to Lagos. The city was a monster, but she was ready. Apapa Hustle Begins Teni lived in a cramped one-room apartment in Apapa, close to the port. The air smelled of fish and sea salt, and the streets were always busy, filled with truck drivers, market women, and men with wandering ...

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Jide had learned his lesson the hard way.

His last relationship with Stephie, a certified Lagos baddie, had nearly drained him dry. She had expensive tastes—Dubai bags, designer shoes, first-class trips—and no patience for a man who couldn’t keep up. By the time he realized she loved his wallet more than him, his savings had taken a serious hit.

This time, he wanted different. He wanted peace. He wanted a wife who would respect him, build a home with him, and not see him as an ATM. So, he went back to his father’s village and found Ruth.

Ruth was quiet, respectful, and covered in modest wrappers that made her look like the perfect wife material. She cooked well, greeted elders with a deep curtsy, and listened to everything he said. Jide was convinced—this was the woman who would bring him peace.

He married her and took her to Lagos.

At first, Ruth seemed overwhelmed by the city lights, the tall buildings, and the traffic. But soon, she adapted—too well.

In months, the shy village girl transformed into a loud, arrogant woman. She refused to clean the house, her personal hygiene became a problem, and she started ordering takeout daily instead of cooking. Even worse, she picked up the worst attitude, talking back, disrespecting Jide in front of friends, and acting like she was doing him a favor by being his wife.

One evening, after another argument over her unwashed clothes piling up in the bedroom, Ruth rolled her eyes and hissed, “If you’re tired, go and marry your mother!”

Jide clenched his fists. He had never been a violent man, but this woman was testing him. He knew if he didn’t walk away, things would escalate.

That night, as he slept on the couch, he made a decision. The next morning, he packed her bags and sent her back to the village.


Lesson Learned

Jide realized something important—good or bad people exist everywhere. A woman’s worth isn’t measured by where she comes from but by her character. Next time, he wouldn’t choose a wife based on assumptions. He would choose wisely.

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