THE POOR FARMER ARRIVED WEARING DUSTY SANDALS… BUT THE MOMENT MR. BELLO SAW HIM, HE STOOD UP IN FEAR.”

For one frozen second, Kemi only stared. Then she laughed.
“You must be joking.”
But Mr. Obiora was not joking.
And that was when the room changed.
Kemi’s pride turned poisonous. She accused her father of favoring Chika. She mocked the village promise. Then, with cruelty sharp enough to wound deeper than a blade, she exposed Chika’s most painful secret.
“What if the Bello family finds out Chika cannot have children?”
The silence that followed was terrible.
Chika stood there, broken by the sister she had once sacrificed her own health to save.
But Kemi was not finished.
She wanted Tunde Bello. She wanted the city, the name, the wealth, the life she believed Chika did not deserve.
Then suddenly, Kemi grabbed the fruit knife from the tray beside their father’s bed.