While the media burned with excitement, Dayo was home.
He had just gotten back from dinner with his team, and the night had been loud with laughter and relief. Before they parted ways, he told them:
"Tonight, nobody goes back to the office. Go home, rest. Tomorrow, we start again."
He smiled as he said it, but the calm in his voice made everyone obey.
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At home, the moment he stepped through the door, his little sister screamed.
"Dayooooo!" she shouted, running to him. "Oh my God, your album made me cry! It's so beautiful!"
Dayo laughed and hugged her. His parents stood nearby, smiling proudly. His father gave him a thumbs-up.
"We listened to it together," his mother said. "It's special."
"Have you seen what people are saying online?" his sister asked, grabbing his arm.
He raised his hands. "Nope. I'm not checking anything until tomorrow."
"Why?" she asked.
"Peace of mind," he replied with a grin.
They all laughed, ate a small late dinner, and went to bed.
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