Chapter 7: Replaced
Sade don go.
Ifeoma voice wake me from my thoughts.
He open my door enter.
For four years of marriage, he never enter this room before.
The door creak, Ifeoma shadow long for floor. I sit up small, try arrange my wrapper. My mind dey run. Why he enter today?
“You rude today.
Okafor family give you everything—you suppose dey grateful.”
Ifeoma tone cold, as if e dey talk to stranger. For my mind, I dey ask: na only material things be marriage? My chest dey tight, my eye dey burn.
Him voice cold, like say I be just house girl for Okafor family.
I laugh small.
Na true, no be so?
The laugh weak, e dry. I dey wonder if na so marriage suppose be. Ifeoma just fold hand, dey look me. I shake head, dey accept my fate.
“Why dem choose me?” My voice dey shake.
Ifeoma frown, like say he no understand.
“Why dem pick me?” I ask again.
I look am for eye, voice low, heart dey beat. I want know the truth, even if e go pain me.
*[Why? No be because your family no send you? Haha, supporting character still dey ask.]*
*[Which normal rich pikin go wan be stepmother to autistic pikin?]*
The comments dey loud for my head. I wan cry, but I force am swallow. Shame just dey grow.
The comments don answer before Ifeoma fit talk.
I just laugh for my mind.
My laugh weak, only me fit hear am. Na so I dey survive all these years, dey joke with my own pain.
“No worry, no need answer.” I wave hand.
Ifeoma don vex. He breathe deep.
I wave am off, I no wan stress myself again. Ifeoma just stand, eye red, nostrils dey flare. The anger dey for air, but I no gree meet am.
“Chika like Sade well well. I don decide make Sade be Chika tutor.”
He talk am like judgment. No space for my own opinion. My heart fall, but I gree. Wetin I fit do?
I nod. Of course, the comments talk am finish.
I no surprise. The way things dey go, I don dey expect am. I just sit down, dey look wall, dey pray for strength.