CHAPTER 1Omolara Adefuye discovered the truth behind her name in an unconventional way. It made her question everything. The truth was that her name, Omolara, which when translated means “a child is family,” was not the product of careful deliberation, thought, and care. It is widely believed among the Yoruba that a person’s name will become his or her destiny. The name itself is a prophecy for the unknown future of a child.
But in Lara’s case, her name was a painful reminder of the past. It had been so since she was born, but like they say, ignorance is bliss. It appeared that almost everybody knew this truth except her. Until that day.
That day was a Friday, a day normally reserved for night vigils, clubbing, bar hopping, movie watching, or pottery making if you were so inclined. For L
