LOGINLisha sat in Akua's chamber once again, but this time, she looked different. Her eyes seemed more determined, her shoulders more squared. Akua noticed the change and nodded in approval.
"I see you've found something, child," Akua said, her voice warm with interest. "What is it that you've discovered?" Lisha took a deep breath, her voice steady. "I've been thinking a lot about what you told me, about the blood oath and the suffering it's brought upon me… it’s the tree right?, yes I know but my only concern is why is Dave not obeying to the blood oath ?, why is it only me ? Akua's eyes sparkled as she smirked. “That is because he was never true from the start, he never believed I think he only did it only to please his wife , but you… you believed in the mystic powers of the tree” . Lisha's voice grew stronger. "I've been researching, talking to people, and I've found that there are ways to break a blood oath. It won't be easy, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to take control of my life and my relationship with Dave." Akua laughed. “My dear whoever told you that might be out of their senses, now it’s up to you to whom you believe, is it me or them ? Now run along I have plenty of business to attend to “. When Lisha arrived home she found Dave lying like dead man with 2 unopened beer cans . She sat on the sofa so furious at the sight “Dave! Sweetie I’ll just throw this away ok.” “No don’t throw it “ Lisha continued to take the cans to dispose them only to receive a slap from the angry Dave . “I told you not to throw them!” Lisha was shocked , never in her life was a hand raised on her . “ I’m so sorry Lisha you just don’t listen “. “It’s fine Dave , I’ll just go to my room “. Lisha stormed off to her room to call her father and tell him of the miserable life she has been living. The next day police came and arrested Dave on charges of gender based violence. Lisha’s father took her home with him. For the second time in her life she felt free in a place where it was once her cage . Daughter and father had their first dinner after 3 years . “That’s why I never liked that boy , I saw on the wedding day that he was no good”. Lisha smiled . “The wedding? You were there, thanks for coming “. “I mean why wouldn’t I attend my only daughter’s wedding, honestly I was really sad and angry but I had to come in terms with it “. “Then why did you not even call even once dad?” “Cause I was afraid, I thought maybe my princess was angry at me and would not want to talk to me”. “Why would I not want to talk to my own father and tell him that he’s going to be a grandfather “. They both teared down as they spoke about their lost time together. During bedtime Gladys had a little chat with Lisha . “I just want to apologise for Dave mistreating you like this especially when you are heavy with his child “. “My child Gladys…and I know Dave is a good person he’s just going through a storm but I don’t think I’ll forgive him for this I’ve been a very good wife to him although it’s unwillingly but he shouldn’t have reacted that way, my own father has never ever laid his hand on me never I can’t allow another person to hurt me all in the name of marriage”. “Okay Lisha I understand then , goodnight “ Night Gladys , I mean mother in law and you should stop working here I can’t have my mother in law cater to me “. “ I stopped a week ago I just returned when I heard you had returned, you are pregnant after all you definitely need a caretaker “. After a long time Lisha slept comfortably without worrying about Dave and work . In the morning as she wakes up she found herself sleeping in the entrance of the prison Dave was arrested in. “No…no…no, shit!! Not this again”. She got up and went to the police and asked if she can call . Upon the call she called her lawyer on behalf of her husband and later was granted bail . She took her last penny just to bail out her husband. When they arrived home there was silence which spoke louder than words , Dave was angry but couldn’t say anything. Lisha’s father came to the her marital home to ask why she left and bailed Dave out . She explained that it’s not because she wanted however it was the blood oath she took . Lisha’s father could not believe, to prove this insanity to him he took Lisha home and stayed with her in her room when she slept to observe but how he slept , he could not remember and Lisha woke up and her husband home . They tried time and time again to no solution with only Lisha returning to her husband home the next morning. Even the situation had gotten worse at home , ever since Dave returned from prison he had never been the same he become more violent with Lisha even after learning of her pregnancy. He even beat Lisha because it took Lisha 2 months to tell him she was pregnant whereas everyone knows except him . Time and time again Lisha’s father and Gladys would get Dave arrested however Lisha would bail him out regardless. Lisha felt devastated and angry but there was nothing she could do besides being a good wife which upset her more . Even Gladys and her father had given up, she no hope left in her . Lisha's eyes flashed with determination . "Because I've realized that I'm not just a victim of my circumstances. I'm the one who's been holding myself back. I'm the one who's been letting Dave's problems consume me. But I'm done with that. I'm taking back control, and I'm going to break this oath, no matter what it takes." She looked at Dave’s picture on the frame she had gotten him in his birthday with bruises on her face . She walked around holding the frame in her hand wondering and thinking how she can escape the curse of her marriage. “When I ran away from home I strived for freedom, you found me and promised me that freedom only to lock me in a bigger and stronger cage and now strive for freedom again however this time I cannot run away. Now I shall kill you “Despite the rich aroma that had taken over the entire floor no one bought anything, not a single croissant…not a single muffin.People passed by the display, slowed down… looked…And then—“Just coffee, please.”Again.And again.And again.Dave noticed but he stayed quiet, leaning casually against the counter, pretending not to care until someone finally said it out loud.A man in line chuckled, loud enough for others to hear.“If his coffee was that bad…” he shrugged, smirking, “what do you think the baking tastes like?”A few people laughed under their breath.Another added, “Smells can lie, you know.”Dave exhaled slowly through his nose. Dave remained composed but the excitement from earlier dimmed—just a little.The cafeteria doors opened and silence followed. Lisha walked in. Not passing by. Not sending Clara. Not avoiding the crowd like she always did.She walked in and stayed. Heads turned instantly. Forks paused mid-air. Conversations died without warning.“She… she’s eati
The machines arrived before sunrise. Dave was already awake. Not just awake—ready.There was an energy in him that hadn’t been there in a long time. He moved faster, lighter, almost as if something inside him had finally aligned with who he used to be.When he stepped out, Lisha was already there, watching him with quiet amusement.“You’re smiling this early?” she said. “That’s new.”Dave didn’t even try to hide it. “Today’s a big day.”Lisha tilted her head slightly. “You look like a child on his birthday.”Dave laughed softly, shaking his head. “You don’t get it.”“Then explain it to me,” she said.He paused for a moment, then spoke more sincerely.“This… this is the first time in a while I feel like I can actually do something. Not just exist. Not just… survive.” He looked at her. “So yeah—it means a lot.”Something in his tone made her expression soften.“You’re welcome,” she said quietly.Dave nodded, grateful. “Thank you, Lisha. Really.”They left together. And as they walked in
Dave counted the days without meaning to.Each morning felt like a step closer to something he had been craving—not just purpose, but identity. The baking machines. Until then, reality humbled him.His first official day behind the counter was… far from impressive.“I asked for a latte, not a life decision,” one customer muttered after taking a sip.Another simply stared at the cup, then at Dave, and said, “Are you experimenting on us?”Dave forced a smile through it all, nodding politely, apologizing more times than he could count.Behind him, one of the staff whispered, “Too much foam,” while another quietly took over a drink he had just made. But he didn’t quit.By the third day, something shifted.“Less water, more control,” one coworker guided, standing beside him.“Watch the pour,” another added. “Feel it, don’t fight it.”They were patient, surprisingly so. And Dave listened—carefully, humbly, learning with every mistake. Each bad cup became a better one. Each complaint became
Lisha barely slept that night. Morning couldn’t come fast enough. The idea of finally pulling Dave into her world—not as a guest, but as part of it—brought a quiet excitement she didn’t bother to question.Dave, on the other hand, woke before dawn.He stood in front of the mirror longer than usual, adjusting his suit, smoothing out invisible creases. It felt unfamiliar—too polished, too distant from the man he used to be. When he stepped out, Lisha was already waiting.“Early,” she noted.Dave gave a small smile. “Didn’t want to be late on my first day.”For a brief moment, something like approval passed through her eyes.“Let’s go.”The drive was quiet, but not uncomfortable. There was a strange shift between them—less tension, more… alignment.As they stepped out of the car, Dave glanced down at himself and chuckled lightly.“I feel like a rich man in this suit,” he teased.Lisha smirked faintly. “You look the part.”But the moment they entered everything changed. Heads turned and c
Lisha was not a woman who missed details. She had been watching Dave closely for days. The way he moved through the house without purpose.The long silences.The distant look in his eyes whenever he thought no one was paying attention.One afternoon, she found him seated in the living room, staring blankly at nothing in particular.“Dave,” she called gently.He looked up, slightly startled. “Yeah?”“Come,” she said, gesturing toward the sitting area. “Let’s talk.”There was something different in her tone—less commanding, more… human. Dave hesitated for a moment before joining her.For a while, neither of them spoke. Then Lisha broke the silence.“You’re not settling in,” she said plainly.It wasn’t a question. Dave let out a quiet breath, rubbing his hands together.“I’m trying,” he replied. “It’s just… different.”“Different how?”He paused. And for the first time since moving in, he didn’t filter himself completely.“I miss them,” he admitted quietly.Lisha didn’t interrupt.“Adia…
Days turned into weeks, and yet nothing felt settled.For Gladys and Sarah, confusion slowly hardened into certainty—certainty that there was only one person responsible for the destruction of what once looked like a perfect family.Lisha.Gladys visited Dave more often than usual, sitting across from him in the quiet house that no longer felt like a home.“Talk to me, my son,” she would plead gently. “This is not you. You don’t walk away from love like this.”But Dave had perfected silence. Every answer he gave was short, careful, and empty of truth.“I’m doing what’s best,” he would say.And each time, Gladys would leave more unconvinced than before.Across town, Sarah tried just as hard.Adia sat with Ava in her arms, her face calm but distant, as Sarah spoke with a mixture of frustration and heartbreak.“This is not the girl I raised,” Sarah said one afternoon. “You don’t give up like this. You don’t just let someone take your life away.”Adia forced a faint smile.“It’s already g







