One night, Adaora woke up to find Emeka missing from their bed. Curious, she tiptoed downstairs and saw a light coming from one of the forbidden rooms. Peeking through the slightly open door, she saw Emeka kneeling before a shrine, chanting strange words. Blood-stained items were laid out before him.
Adaora's blood ran cold. She quickly returned to her room, her mind racing. Who was this man she had married? What had she gotten herself into?
Over the next few weeks, Adaora became increasingly uneasy. She began to notice more red flags: Emeka's temper when she questioned him, his secretive phone calls, and the eerie way he looked at her sometimes—as though she were more of an object than a person.
One evening, Emeka announced they were hosting a grand party. Adaora thought it was a social gathering, but as the guests arrived, she realized it was something far darker. The "guests" were men in expensive suits, and the atmosphere was heavy with an unspoken tension.
Adaora overheard a chilling conversation. "She's perfect for the ritual," one of the men said.
Panic gripped her. She realized she was the target of Emeka's ritual sacrifices. Her beauty, the very thing she had been so proud of, had made her a pawn in his dark world.