He Promised Me Work In Lagos, Na Trap I Enter (EPISODE 15)

EPISODE 15 – The Night I Owed Him Everything

It was just another quiet evening in that small room in Agege.

I had spent the day restless, stomach growling, mind spinning. I wanted to step out, do something small for myself — anything — but the words he always used echoed in my head: “Why you wan suffer? I fit take care of you.”

By nightfall, I was exhausted. Not just physically, but mentally. The city’s noise, the unfamiliar streets, the uncertainty of my first days in Lagos… it had worn me down.

He came in that night as usual, calm, his presence filling the room without a sound.

“You no need suffer again,” he said softly. “I dey here.”

There was no yelling. No anger. Just a quiet certainty in his voice that I couldn’t ignore.

I looked at him, at the food he placed on the table, at the small comforts he had been providing. My stomach tightened. Hunger, fear, and the desire for safety wrapped around me like chains I couldn’t see.

I told myself it wasn’t love. I didn’t even want it to be love. But that night, I gave in — not because my heart agreed, but because my body and mind screamed “survive.”

The next morning, I woke up to breakfast already laid out, my phone topped up, my small world seemingly in order.

And yet… something had changed.

I was no longer free. Not truly.
The comfort he offered came with invisible chains. Chains that would grow tighter with each passing day.

I sat at the table, eating quietly, trying to convince myself I had done the right thing.

But deep down, I knew:
I owed him now — not just for the food, the room, or the money — but for the very survival he had wrapped me in.

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“I wake up with food for table… and chain for mind.”
Comfort had turned into cage.