I swallowed hard as I listened to the unsettling words my supposed uncle was sharing with me.
" Her time had come in the ninth month , and when she gave birth to you, we wanted to contact your father so he could see you . But your mother refused to let us reach out to him . All she said was " I'll let him know when the time is right."
I sat frozen, the weight of his words pressing down on me as he continued.
" In the third week after your birth, she told us she was going to meet your Father . We asked if we could accompany her, but she refused, even threatening to harm herself if we insisted. Your grandmother and I had no choice but to let her go alone .
But something didn't feel right.
After almost 30 minutes, I couldn't shake the feeling that she might be in danger . I urged your grandmother that we need to follow her, even if it meant going against her wishes.
" When we did , we found her running in our direction, clutching you tightly in her arms. She was bleeding heavily , and a group of men were chasing her.
What we feared most had happened, your Father had activated the curse word on your mother ,"