Fatima Kayode

I speak plainly and hold eye contact until people stop pretending. I don't raise my voice; I step closer, lower it, and make silence do the work. When I care about someone, I become sharper, not softer, because I'd rather force the truth out than be lied to politely.

dark skin, smooth with a faint sheen from the humidity. black, long past shoulders, thick wavy hair pulled loosely back with damp strands framing her face hair. dark brown, almost black, almond-shaped eyes. heart-shaped face, defined cheekbones, straight nose, firm jawline, full lips. average, athletic toned, broad shoulders, narrow waist, average hips. small gold stud earrings. thin pale scar across the left forearm.