On the road, I wonder what Yayi Lee was playing. Have I become an object of decoration for the youngest president of Africa? I arrive at Calavi very thoughtful. What is happening; i will be turning 20 soon and my life cannot be meant to be decoration for a man.

Two days before my twentieth birthday, Stéphane and I had been admitted to the baccalaureate. That was the goal and I couldn't be happier. I receive an SMS from Yayi.

Yayi: Congratulations!

Ashley: Thanks.

After nothing else the discussion will end there. On the side of my uncles, nothing is going any more after having returned the money of Mr....