Forty Eight

1060 Words

The sun had set completely, and the campus field was buzzing with energy. Students, staff, and volunteers spread out on blankets and folding chairs, waiting for the evening concert to begin. The smell of popcorn and street food lingered in the air, mixing with the faint scent of freshly cut grass. Izzy sat near the edge of the field, her legs crossed, watching the crowd and trying to enjoy herself. The popular Nigerian singer Rema was the headliner, and everyone around her was chatting excitedly about his performance. The lights from the stage flickered across the field, creating an almost magical atmosphere. She sipped from her water bottle, scanning the crowd, but something felt… off. She hadn’t seen Dominic anywhere. He was usually present at these events, making sure everything ran

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