She hurried inside, genuinely happy that she might finally get along with them.
Soon, they were on their way. They entered a taxi that took them toward the lower part of the city. As the journey stretched on, Fiona began to feel uneasy.
“Where are we going?” she asked softly.
Erica smiled without looking at her.
“We are going to visit my uncle. I haven’t seen him in a while. I want his blessings.”
Fiona did not suspect anything. She simply nodded and followed along.
Eventually, the taxi stopped near a quiet bush along the road. The driver was told to wait. They stepped down and began walking into the bush. Georgina and Joy remained unusually quiet while Erica led the way.
After walking deep into the bush with no sign of any house, Fiona slowed down, confusion written all over her face.
“Your uncle’s house is so far,” she said.
“No, it’s not. We are almost there,” Erica replied.
Suddenly, they stopped.
Then, without warning, they turned and surrounded her.
“What did you do to Oga Gabriel?” Georgina demanded.
Erica and Joy stared at her coldly, their eyes hard.
Fiona’s brows furrowed.
“I don’t understand. What are you talking about?”
“Shut up,” Joy snapped. “Before you came, we did everything possible to get his attention, but he never looked at any of us. And then you came from nowhere,” she continued bitterly, “like a bad wind, and influenced him. Even the little attention he used to give us, he stopped completely.”
Erica stepped forward, her eyes blazing with fury.
“This is the end of the road for you,” she said coldly. “You cannot just come from nowhere and take what we have worked hard for.”
Before Fiona could react, they pounced on her.
They beat her mercilessly.
She struggled at first, crying out, but soon her strength gave way. Her body went limp, and she lay there motionless.
Without another glance, they left her there and ran off.
“No one will find her here,” Erica said as they hurried away. “Wild animals will take care of the rest.”
When they returned, Mama Gabriel called out to them.
“Where is Fiona? I have not seen her since I came back.”
Joy sighed, pretending concern.
“Madam, she left.”
“Left?” Mama Gabriel repeated, confused. “To where? She has no one.”
“She said her family had been calling her,” Georgina added quickly. “She packed her things and left.”
Mama Gabriel frowned, still trying to process it.
Fiona had told her she was an orphan. Where could she possibly have gone?
When Gabriel heard that Fiona had left, confusion and unease filled his heart.
Where did she go? he asked himself repeatedly.
He had started to fall in love with her. She was kind, humble, and there was something about her that calmed him. Her presence alone was soothing.
Where could she have gone?
Weeks passed, and no one heard anything about Fiona. Erica returned to her usual behavior. Everyone went back to their old ways of trying to get Oga Gabriel’s attention, but it was all in vain.
Gabriel, on the other hand, mourned silently as though he had lost something precious, as if his world had been turned upside down.
Then one day, karma came.
Fiona walked back into the house.
Erica, Joy, and Georgina froze, staring at her in shock.
An old hunter had found her that day in the bush and taken her home. For months, Fiona had been unconscious, but he never gave up on her.
Mama Gabriel was beyond shocked.
When Gabriel heard and rushed in, his heart pounded heavily. The moment he saw her, his eyes filled with emotion as he pulled her into his arms. His love—the woman who had made his heart come alive again.
As he held her, his expression hardened. His eyes turned red with anger as he faced the others.
“I will deal with all of you ruthlessly,” he threatened.
They fell to their knees immediately, trembling and crying.
Mama Gabriel said in a shocked tone, “Dear, they are not deserving of your time. Please let them take their wicked hearts out of our home.”
And just like that, Erica, Joy, and Georgina were relieved of their duties.
A few weeks later, Fiona and Gabriel got married.
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