You have no choice. Amara stood too, her hands trembling. Please, Ma, don’t make me do this.
Ruth stepped closer until her face was near Mars. Her voice became cold and dangerous.
“If you don’t do what I say, I will make you disappear. And if you tell my husband anything, I swear you are gone.”
Amara stepped back slowly, fearfilling her entire body. “I I’ll think about it, Ma,” she said in a shaky voice.
Ruth’s lips curled again, slow and evil, like a snake. “That’s more like it. Amara hurried back to her room.
She shut the door and dropped to the floor like her legs had given up.
Her hands was shaking. The small white packet sat in her palm like a curse.
Tez filled her eyes. “What do I do now?” She whispered. “If I tell the truth, she might hurt me.
If I stay silent, I’ll be part of something evil.” She squeezed the packet tightly in her fist.
“I need to think,” she whispered. “I need to be smart. That night, Amora did not sleep.
She sat on the edge of a small bed, staring at the table where the white packet lay.
It felt like it was watching her, waiting. Ruth’s words kept repeating in her head.
If you don’t do it, I will make you disappear. If you tell my husband, you are gone.
Amara wrapped her arms around herself. She was not cold, but she was shaking with fa.
Slowly, she stood up and walked to the small mirror in her room. She stared at her reflection.
Her eyes looked tired. Her face looked older than her ears. Her heart felt heavy.
“God, please help me,” she whispered. “I don’t want to hurt anyone, but I’m scared.”
