Zanele furrowed her eyebrows at my response. She closed her eyes and thought in silence. After about five seconds, she continued.
"I see. No wonder. Everything makes sense. The reason you act the way you do is because you do not only know of your past. But also, of your future."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I blurted in irritation.
I disliked people trying to use complicated things when they tried to explain. Saying shit like my past and future rubbed me the wrong way.
"I misspoke. Please forgive me. Let us discuss it later. For now let's focus on Prince Olamide Ayotunde. He is the 17th prince and the only son of Adebimpe Olamide. One of the twelve queens and matriarch of the Ayotunde clan based in Nigeria."
Trying to focus on the big picture, I tried to swallow my discontent and listened in. Until I felt a soft hand intertwine her fingers in mine. I looked to my left. Jo had a disheartened smile as she said in the gentlest voice.
