*HER INNER SLUT - SOPHIA ASANWA Episode 9🔞* The air in Mama Ngozi’s tailoring shop was thick with the scent of thread and starch, the sewing machine’s steady hum a comforting rhythm to Sophia’s new routine. She stood at the cutting table, her fingers tracing a chalk outline on a piece of ankara fabric, her brow furrowed in concentration. The past weeks had been a blur of learning—stitching, measuring, cutting—each task a small victory, a step away from the chaos of the compound. But the weight of Oga James’ visit the previous evening clung to her like damp cloth. His whispered words, “I miss you,” echoed in her mind, stirring a heat she was trying hard to ignore. Sophia shook her head, focusing on the fabric. She wasn’t that girl anymore, the one who melted under his touch, who let her body lead her into trouble. Tailoring was her chance to be something else, something better. Mama Ngozi’s sharp voice snapped her back to the present. “Sophia, you dey sleep? That hem no go sew itself o!”