Stepmother Forced Pregnant Orphan to Marry the village drunk—But what he did

The day Ada's parents died, it didn't rain, but her world still drowned. She was sitting outside her classroom, barefoot and tired, with one hand holding her small belly and the other gripping a black nylon bag of roasted groundnut she had hoped to sell after school. She had just begun dozing off when the old head mistress called her name. Something in the woman's voice made Ada stand before she even understood why. The message was short. To your parents, they're gone. A bus accident. a truck. No survivors. That was all. The bag of ground nuts fell from

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