Two days ago, after Chukwudi threw you out, he told me we would finally live here together. Just him and me. No children. No ‘baggage,’ as he called your beautiful babies.” Her jaw tightened. “Then last night, I overheard him on the phone. He wasn’t leaving for Abuja. He was leaving for London. With another woman. Not me. Not you. Someone new.”
Adaeze stared at her.
“He used me to push you out,” Amara continued, her voice cracking. “I was just the hammer. He was the one swinging it. And this morning, before he left, he signed the house over to… a company. A shell company he owns. He planned to sell it and take every kobo. So I… I changed the documents while he slept.”
Adaeze’s mouth fell open.
“You what?”
“I’m a lawyer, Adaeze. A good one, even if I’ve done shameful things. I transferred ownership to your name last night. It’s legal. It’s done.” Amara wiped a tear from her cheek. “That envelope I gave you? The ten million naira? That was his money too. I took it from the safe. You and your children are not going to suffer for his wickedness.”
Kelechi tugged his mother’s sleeve. “Mummy, can we stay now?”
Adaeze sank to her knees. She pulled her children into her arms and wept.
Not tears of sadness.
Tears of something she hadn’t felt in years.
Hope.
When she looked up, Amara was walking toward the door.
“Wait,” Adaeze called.
Amara paused.
“Why are you doing this? You don’t even know me.”
Amara turned. For the first time, a small, sad smile appeared on her face.
“Because three days ago, I watched a good woman get thrown into the rain with her children. And I saw who I was becoming. I didn’t want to be that person anymore. This surprise… it’s not just for you. It’s for me too. It’s the only good thing I’ve done in a very long time.”
She stepped outside into the damp Lagos air.
Then she was gone.
Adaeze sat on the bare floor of her living room—her living room now—and held her children close.
The rain had stopped.
And for the first time in three days, the house felt warm.
The husband flung his wife and children out, but his lover followed them, gave the wife 10 million naira, and whispered in her ear, “Come back in three days… there will be a surprise for you…”
Espiode 3.
