Amar was only 12 when her word turned dark her mother the only person who truly loved her fell sick one rainy season at first Amar thought she would get better but day after day her mother grew weaker she could no longer get out of bed and soon she could not even speak one morning Amar woke up to the sound of whing her mother was gone the pain of losing her was like a knife to Lamar’s heart she cried until there was no more tears left at the funeral her father sat quietly staring at the ground he was broken he was shouted his
lovely wife was gone that very day Amar felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped away life was never the same again for both Amar and her father her father had broke and lonely remarried a year later his initial motive was to get a good woman who will help him to take good care of her daughter Amara and make her feel the love of a mother again but it didn’t go as planned that was when Lamar’s suffering truly began the day Madame e entered amar’s home everything changed at first the woman pretended to be kind she smiled at at Amara and even
ped her head like a loving mother but Amar felt something strange in her touch something cold you must be a good girl Madame Eber said swiftly if you behave well we will be a happy family am wanted to believe her but something about the woman’s smile made her uneasy it did not take long for Madame Eber to show her through colors the first thing Madame Eber did was to take control of the house she she rearranged everything moved into amar’s mother’s old room and acted as if she had always been the owner Amar tried to adjust but things
only got worse one morning she woke up to Madame Eber shouting Amara where is my rapper Amar ran out confused I don’t know Ma Madame E’s eyes burned with anger you are a useless girl I left it on my bed and now I can’t find it you want to make my life difficult eh before Amar could explain a sharp slap landed on her face tears filled her eyes but she bit her lip to step herself from crying from that day on her life became a nightmare Amar was turned into a servant every morning before the sun even Rose she had to wake up and sweep the entire
compound after that she would go to the stream to fetch heavy pots of water even though there were other people in the house who could help she cooked the food but was always served last sometimes there was nothing left for her meanwhile IFA Madame E’s daughter did nothing but eat sleep and play one evening as Amar was washing a pile of plates if walked into the kitchen she picked up a bowl of soup took a seat and immediately spat it out Yu this soup is tasteless Madame Eber stirred into the kitchen Amar what kind of nonsense food
did you cook Amar trembled I cooked it the way I always do another slap from now on you will not eat unless the food is perfect Madame Eber declared Amar watched as the food she spent hours cooking was thrown away that night she went to bed hungry the worst part of it all was that her father did not at first Amar believed he would protect her but he only sighed whenever she complained just obey your stepmother he muttered she is your mother now Amar wanted to scream how could he call this woman her mother her mother had been
gentle and loving she never raised her voice never raised her hand but this new woman was a stranger a stranger who had stolen her home one night as Amar in her small M on the floor she cried silently she missed her mother she missed the way things used to be she wished more than anything that she could wake up and find out that this was all a bad dream but it was not a dream and the worst was yet to come the M treatment continued that every day Amar would pray and wish that she can’t wait to leave that house
before her stepmother skins her alive as God may have it when she was just 18 it’s as if her prayer was answered even though it was not in the way anyone would wish one evening Amar was in the kitchen washing plates when she heard Madame Eber laughing loudly in the sitting room my dear husband Madame Eber said sweetly I have wonderful news Amara froze whenever Madame e spoke in that sweet voice it meant trouble she picked through the doorway and saw her father sitting in his usual chair looking tired what is
the news he asked Madame e greened if our beloved daughter have brought a man home the young man’s name is James he is a billionaire business mou in the city he will marry our daughter AA in fact IFA is already 3 months pregnant for Mr James I told her to get pregnant for him to grip him so that we don’t lose him to another woman Mr James said he will come and pay our daughter’s bribe price soon that’s a great news the man said Madame Eber scoffed that’s not all I have also found a husband for Amara amar’s heart
stopped what her father muted yes madame e continued there is a friend of mine that told me about a man named Mr okafo he is a bus driver and he is looking for a Young Bride he has agreed to marryAmar even though he is a bit old but it doesn’t matter he’s just 45 age is nothing but a number I think Amar needs such a man that will tolerate her stupidity in fact I have it all planned out Amar will first of all have her small wedding with Mr Sokao then thereafter our daughter IFA and James the business M we have their grand
wedding that will shake the whole village Amar stepped forward her voice shaking I don’t want to marry anyone old enough to be my father 45 years is almost tries my age Madame Weber’s face darkened who asked for your opinion she turned back to amorous Father you know we don’t have much money this marriage will lessen burden on our heads her father rubbed his forehead looking troubled Amar ran to him and fell to her knees Papa please I don’t want to marry him her father SED and looked away it is for the best my daughter amar’s whole body
went cold he was not going to stop this she was going to be forced into marriage tears streamed down her face but nobody cared Madame Eber only smacked if you refuse she said I will make your life even worse than it is now Amar had never felt so helpless her faith was no longer in her hands and deep in her heart she knew her life would never be the same again Amar cried herself to sleep every night after she heard the news she begged her father she pleaded with Madame Eber but nobody listened the wedding was said to happen in 2 weeks
Madame Eber wasted no time she bought old Fabrics called The Village woman to help with cooking and spread the news everywhere she is lucky one woman whispered as they ped young for the wedding Feast marrying Mr okay is far better than staying in the hands of that wicked stepmother of her even though Mr okaa is old and poor but the young girl will at least rest for once If Only They knew the truth the day before the wedding Madame Eber walked into a very small room holding a new rapper and browse where this tomorrow she said you must look
beautiful for your new husband amarat called in the corner her face swollen from crying I don’t want to marry him Madame E’s eyes turned cold you have no choice she threw the clothes at Amara and walked out loving the door behind her Amar heard the click of the key she was a prisoner in her own home she have cried but it seems her tears cannot save her she have no choice on the wedding day the son Rose but for Amara there was no light she was forced to bait forced into the rapper and blouse and forced to sit still while Madame Eber friends
decorated her face with powder and lipstick she felt like a doll lifeless helpless The Village Square was not crowded it was meant to be the wedding of a poor man a nobody a bus driver Mr okafo arrived in a long flowing abada his belly shaking as he laughed amorous stomach Twisted he was an old man his beard was gray his hands were almost wrinkled he could be her father and now he was going to be her husband she was led to the center of the Gathering her hands trembled as she held a wooden cob of palm wine tradition demanded that she
find her husband among the guest and give him the drink slowly she walked past the smiling man her heart pounding she saw the young man euka who had once asked for her hand in marriage he looked at her with pity she saw other men young Strong full of life but she was not allowed to choose them her steps felt heavy as she reached Mr okao his stick leaves stretched into a green she wanted to throw the cup away she wanted to run but where would she go with shaky hands she knelt and handed him the drink the crowd erupted in chairs the wedding was
sealed Amar is now officially the wife of Mr Oka a 45y old bus driver after the ceremony Chief Oka for took Amar to his compound it was a small Dusty house with a broken fence and an old wooden door cameras had sunk I have been sold into a life of suffering Chief Oka noticed her expression and chuckled do not look so sad my dear I have a surprise for you he clapped his hands suddenly a sleek black car rode into the compound Amar frowned who owned such a fine car the driver stepped out smiling he was a young man
no older than 25 Chief Oka for turn to Amar meets my driver Ugo the young man bowed slightly good evening Madame Mr Oka for them pulled off his AB underneath he wore a Crips designer shirt and gold wrist watch Amar blinked in confusion you think I am poor don’t you Mr Oka laughed that is what your stepmother believed that is why she gave you to me so easily he clapped again another car pulled up then another and another amaras as men in fine suit stepped out Mr oka’s House transformed before her eyes hidden behind the broken fence was a
magnificent mansion with stall Gates servants rushed forward carrying trays of expensive wines Mr ok’s deep laugh filled the air I am not just a chief my dear I am a billionaire Lamar’s legs felt weak her stepmother had thrown her away thinking she was sending her into suffering but in her greed she had unknowingly married her stepdaughter to one of the richest men in the land Amara stood Frozen her mouth slightly open a few minutes ago she thought she had been sold into suffering now she was standing in the grand Courtyard of a Hidden
Mansion surrounded by luxury chief okaf for turned to her with a smile you look surprised my dear wife she’s struggled to speak but everyone said you were poor he chuckled that’s what I wanted them to think he led her inside a mansion the walls were decorated with golden frames the floors were polished like glass servants moved swiftly bowing as they passed sit he guested to a grand leather chair let me tell you a story I was once a poor man Chief Oka for began Bing himself a drink born in this very Village I walked hard traveled far and
built an Empire but when I returned I saw how people treated the rich full of fake smiles and endless greed he took a sip of his wine so I decided to test people I let the village believe I was poor lonely and old his eyes twinkled with amusement and guess what your stepmother Madame Eber was the first to throw you into my hands I have asked and I heard you are a very good girl Amar clenched her fist her heart burned with anger her stepmother had been so desperate to get rid of her that she never bothered to know the truth Madame
Eber had given her away like a worthless object only to a man far more powerful than she could ever imagine back in the village Madame Eber was in high Spirits she had just married Amar off to a poor man and married her own daughter to a rich man and to her it was a great Victory now there will be one less mouth to feed she boasted to her friends then news spread like we fire a Traer returned from the city and spoke of a certain Chief Oka a billion a business tycoon a man of great wealth he has mansion in Legos and Abuja the
trader said he owns companies in different countries Madame Eber smile vanished which Oka for are you talking about she asked the same one who just married Amara the Traer replied didn’t you know he only pretends to be poor to test people Madame Weber’s face turned pale her hands shook it’s impossible Madame Eber said you came here to pull my legs I am sure am bribed you to come here to try to make me feel bad but you won’t succeed I know Mr okaf for is just a bus driver how can a billionaire be a bus driver my own daughter married a
billionaire didn’t you see the huge car my daughter’s husband James drive very soon he will come and take me to the city to live with him and my daughter Madame Eber doubted it she needed to see with her two eyes to confirm back in the Mansion Amar stared at her husband still trying to process everything she still couldn’t believe everything was real she had spent days crying begging thinking her life was over but Faith had played a trick on everyone Chief okafo leaned back in his chair now tell me my dear wife what do
you think about all this Amar didn’t know what to say for the first time she had power for the first time her stepmother could not control her she thought about running back to the Village screaming at Madame e rubbing her wealth in her face but a small voice inside her whispered revenge is not the answer so instead she smiled and said I think life is full of surprises Chief okaa laughed indeed it is and as Amar sat in her new home she realized that Faith had written a story no one could have ever predicted in the village Madame e had
not slept all night she ped back and forth in her heart her hands shaking how how could this happen she whispered to herself she had thought she was clever she had thought she was punishing Amara by marrying her off to an old poor man now the whole village was talking about it women whispered behind her back men laughed at her foolishness even her own daughter Ada looked at her in shock mama you gave Amar to a billionaire and you married me to his driver ad’s voice was filled with anger and disbelief Madame
abba collapsed onto the floor she had been so blinded by greed and hatred for Amar that she had made the biggest mistakes of her life but she never believed it she still doubted everything she told her daughter don’t worry my dear daughter your husband is a billionaire he will come and surprise you I promise you this Amar is just pulling our legs two days later a sleek black car rode into the village it was long and shiny the kind of car only the wealthiest people owned the villagers gathered around in shock who could it be
then the door opened a man stepped down it was was James EA’s husband the self acclaimed billion business m madame e was so happy she smiled she called her daughter a and said look at your husband your billionaire husband is here to make us proud she said in-law welcome I knew it I knew you were rich I knew it must be you amaras old bus driver poor husband would never afford such a huge Convoy when I saw the Convoy coming coming in I knew it must be you they said you are poor but I knew it’s a lie Madame e tried to mock the villagers because of her rich in-law but something
unimaginable happened James went to the back door and opened the car owner door and Amar stepped out she was dressed in the finest Sil wrapper her hair neatly sted her skin glowing she looked like a queen gas fill the air that’s Amar someone with whispered but she was married off to the old poor man how then would she be in the back of the car as the car owner Madame Eber could not believe her eyes well maybe James only decided to give Amar a lift as a sister-in-law on his way coming but James said something that would shock
the whole village mother-in-law I am not a billionaire in fact I am not a businessman I am a common driver I am one of Chief okao driver in fact CH for for assign me to be am Mar’s personal driver I only claim to be rich to get your daughter’s attention because I heard she like rich men so I used my boss’s car to claim riches the whole village shook Madame e was swallowed in shame she could not believe her ears her heart pounding Amara she whispered Amar turned to her a calm smile stepmother the way she said
it made Madame e shiver behind Amar another door opened and Cha stepped out the villagers fell silent everyone had heard the rumors but now they saw the truth with their own eyes CH Oka was no poor old man he was a billionaire Madame e fell to her knees am my daughter she cried forgive me I didn’t know I thought I was doing what was best Amar stared at her best she had stabbed her beating her forced her into marriage and now because she had married a rich man she suddenly wanted to act like a loving mother Amar
took a deep breath you never treated me like a daughter she said softly so don’t call me one now the village gasped tear is St down Madame eber’s face please I have learned my lesson but Amar only shook her head this is the life you chose she said now live with it then she turned and walked back to the car leaving her stepmother sobbing in the dust as the car drove away Amar stared out of the window she had spent years suffering in silence now she had power but the greatest power of all was knowing she didn’t need Revenge
her stepmother had destroyed herself with her own grief now Amar was free and for the first time in years she felt truly happy
