Chapter 10
Reflections Deji scrolled through his phone in silence, his face clouded. Ada glanced at him from across the couch, where she sat cradling their one-year-old daughter, Little Ify. The late-night news echoed faintly from the television in the background, the headlines painting a grim picture: Billions Missing in Flood Relief Fund. Deji sighed and tossed his phone onto the coffee table, running a hand over his face. Ada shifted closer, their daughter gurgling happily in her lap. “What’s wrong, Deji?” “Same old thing,” he replied, gesturing toward his phone. “Another scandal back home. Billions gone, and no one will face consequences. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother keeping tabs on that country.” Ada placed her hand on his. “You bother because you care. You always have.” He gave a wry smile, shaking his head. “Caring never seems to change anything. Look at everything we went through—what Femi, Onos, even you, had to endure. And yet, here we are a year later, and it’s like none ...