Adanna cry's - by Vicky🦋✨💋

Adanna was only sixteen when her life stopped being hers. In the heart of a noisy, rundown neighborhood where survival was the only thing people aimed for, she became the mother her siblings never had. The house was small two rooms, one broken fan, a leaking zinc roof, and five lives crammed into it. Their father had vanished years ago no calls, no visits, no money. Just a memory fading like an old photograph. And their mother? Present, but absent. Most nights, she came home late, dressed in makeup and perfume that didn't belong to her job at the so-called "restaurant" she claimed to work at. Everyone knew what she did, including Adanna. But she never judged she just wished her mother loved her children as much as she loved the street. At age 17, Adanna dropped out of school. Not because she was failing she was the top of her class. But books couldn’t feed four mouths. She started doing hair on the roadside, fetching water for neighbors, selling pure water, and cleaning shops. Every naira counted. She became “Mama Adanna” in the hood the girl who held her family like glue. She braided her sister’s hair for school, wrapped pap in nylon before sunrise to sell, and sat up at night sewing torn clothes. She taught her younger ones how to read with old textbooks and gave them lessons on life she was still learning herself.But even the strongest souls feel pain.There were nights she cried silently, biting her lips so her siblings wouldn’t hear. Days when she didn’t eat so the little ones could have more. Times when she would sit in the corner and whisper, “God, please, just help me survive.”Then she met Chidera.He wasn’t flashy. He wasn’t loud. Just a quiet, kind man who came to repair a generator in the neighborhood. While others mocked her “hustle look,” Chidera saw beauty in her tired eyes and cracked fingers. He kept coming around not just for repairs but for Adanna.She was scared at first. She didn’t have time for love. But he didn’t rush her. Instead, he offered support food, advice, a listening ear. For the first time, someone asked, “How are you doing, Ada?” and meant it.Bit by bit, Chidera helped her rediscover herself. He paid for her siblings’ school fees, encouraged her to go back and finish her education, and even helped her open a small salon. He never tried to “rescue” her. He simply stood beside her — believing in her when she barely believed in herself.Years passed. Adanna graduated from school — the first in her family. Her siblings grew, stronger and happier, calling her their second mother. Her mother eventually left the streets, softened by her daughter’s strength and forgiveness.And one quiet evening, under the mango tree by their old house, Chidera proposed.With tears in her eyes and healing in her heart, Adanna said yes.Because after years of carrying the world on her shoulders… It was finally her time to be carried too.

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