I stared into his cold eyes and got lost into them for a moment. My real self felt hatred for him. All I saw in the eyes was nothing but hate. I felt like beginning my sweet revenge there and then. Instead of feeling their sweetness, I saw a devided soul. I felt betrayed. My heart was broken by the man I thought would love me some day.

The cost of the heart is only known to the heartbreaker, you give it for free but it's brought back in expensive rags.

My other love self began imagining things. She saw herself in his arms kissing passionately their lips moving according to the pace of their hearts. She drew herself lying on his chest listening to the beats of his stoned heart. She saw herself walking beside him their fingers tucked together and the only thing she dreamed of was forever. Nothing was their to light fire around their unbreakable bond.

Her uselessness landed me into embarrassment. I held my hands around my chest and began caressing it as I produced some moans imagining he was the one doing the action.

      "Madam, are you already?" I heard Clane's worried voice go.

  I was lost for words. The only thing l could do at the moment was stutter and that's exactly what I did.

     "Ye...yes...No...I mean no".

He looked at me and wrinkled the corner of his lips into a smile. Thats what aroused a certain feeling in the "she" in me. She really yearned to be with him at the moment. She admired the kind of smile she just saw. She was becoming more in love with him.

     "Is your heart beating, marveling at the kind of sweet environment you are in or it's just a way of comedy?" He continued.

     "Emmm...Eeeeeh... According to our.... Eeh... Family norms, we have to do that on our...fr...first day at work to impressed our bosses. It is also a way of thanking them for allowing us into their compound", I lied.

    "I would like to meet your family and learn more from there. I've never heard of such norms", he said in between giggles making me embarrassed as I proceeded with the act.

The other servants started laughing loudly as they watched in amusement. This was way too much with what the "she" was doing. I felt like slapping to make her realize the kind of mistake she just made but controlled myself. She'll see the real me once we get out of this place. But... What if Clane is dead serious about seeing my family? Would I be able to stop him? I pushed the thought away and concentrated.

      "Mapenzi is she the one Hatari was talking about?" He asked turning to the young man who had been standing beside me all this while.

He nodded which made Clane frown a little. He still seem to hate the nodding but isn't that what made me more unique three years back?

I took another close look at the young man and wondered why he was called a female name. To add on that it meant love yet he lived in entire hell. What a coincidence for love and hatred to live in the same compound?

The sight of a little girl running towards our direction divided our attention to her. She was  about three years old and to  be frank she was drop dead  gorgeous! Her brown skin was what made her dazzle as she held the corner of her dress  increasing her speed. I tried to figure out who she was but couldn't. She looked exactly like Clane and there is no double she was his daughter. What made me wonder is how and when she was born but that would be revealed.

She went straight into Clane's arm and looked into his eyes as if reading them for some few seconds then smiled. Her innocence made me want to hold her for a moment. She was a charming angel to spend a day with.

     "Daddy is she my new mummy?" She asked with her babish but angelic voice making me admired her even more.

    "She isn't dear Kisnee. She came for your aunties, Jade and Tylor. Aunty Tylor could have been the one but she is my sister you know and to add on that she has some issues that need to be dealt with at the moment", he explained.

So she is Kisnee? How comes she looks like him yet he claimed we adopted her? Tylor! So she is the other sister? I must  talk to her and demand explanation of the letter. She must have an idea on the kind if relationship they shared with Clane but how would I start? I'm not Shannon  anymore but Salima. God  help me. Kisnee's next question aroused a strange feeling in me.

   "Didn't you say mummy Shannon who gave me this name would also come soon?" She asked but Clane ignored this by handing her to one of the servants dismissing the rest. He also allowed Mapenzi to go his way giving me space to spend the precious moments with my husband.

   "Welcome to my palace where whoever enters leaves blessings but takes curses home. That only depends on the person's real intentions", he explained jokingly making me wonder what he really meant by that.

I plastered a smile on my face knowing clearly my real intentions. First, I wanted to get settled and make my children's life comfortable then begin my sweet revenge but the "she" was not in for it. She wanted him all to herself.

     "Listen", he continued," you will have two duties starting from today. You'll work as a comforter and at the same time my coffee maker. You'll be bringing it every morning to my bedroom since Laughter won't be working here anymore. Tylor may be a headache but you'll have to take her slowly to make her get used to it. Another thing, no one is allowed to open my closet unless aurt horised", he explained and I nodded.

Being his coffee maker was the best news that made my day. Through that I'll be able to accomplish my mission and also make the "she" happy. What a joy!

I saw the corner of his lips rise into a smile his eyes concentrating on something and my eyes followed them too. Guess what I saw! My family! Tylor was behind mother's chair pushing it as they came towards out direction.

My heart made some skips as my face shone with satisfaction. It was her. My light my happiness and world, mother! I tried to make a step forward forgetting my plans but Clane's voice stopped me.

    "Do you know her?" He asked pointing at my mother bringing a shiver within me.

Yes I do. She is my spirit. The spirit that departed my soul year back. You are the one who snatched the special being away from  me. You took  apart of me and left my soul empty though I have her at home.

      "No but she seem to be kind just like my... If I may ask, is she your sister or mum?" I asked deleting my previous statement knowing  clearly she wasn't.

   "No she isn't but she would be very soon. The day my lost..." He was cut short by mother.

   "Is she the one beloved son?" She asked making me jealous.

I felt like telling her his true colours but remembered I was Salima. To add on that, her heart was too much into his that she couldn't believe a word of it but I know deep inside she really had a confession to make and she would one day.

    "Yes mum, isn't she good to go?" He asked.

Mother looked into my eyes and her lips curved into a smile. I smiled back admiring her exquisity. She was really beautiful compared to the way she was before. Her hair was braided and formed into a band. Her sweet eyes were some glow in the dark  making her more beautiful but is the same beauty seen in her heart? I shall find our as days go by.

     "She isn't!" Tylor yelled making my heart sink. "I hate female comforters. They are betrayers just like Shannon. I hate them all and I don't need one", she continued.

Her words sliced my heart once again. The words I got from the letter were not as painful as these. Face to face things sometimes hurts. Betrayal!? What is betrayal if I may ask? Isn't it what the three did to me? Isn't it the kind of words they used in the letter? Isn't betrayal what mother did by choosing Clane over her own daughter? Help me know what it really mean!

I gulped hard and pushed the thought at the back of my mind as I blocked my uncontrollable tears from revealing my identity. I had to do my job at the moment.

    "Betrayal? What did she do if I may ask?" I asked with false courage though I was burning from inside.

   "The murder, secret keeper, gold-digger and shameless being? I can't believe she was really my sister. Don't even ask about that. At this point, I count  her as dead, like super, super dead!" She yelled again and left before I could do my job well.

Mother shook her head in disappointment. She wasn't really pleased by what her daughter did. She might have changed by words but her heart was still the same.

The mind can change, brain capacity come to the highest it can but the shape and heart feelings never change unless the heartbreaker did magic .

    "Don't worry dear, things shall change one day", she said and went away being assisted by Clane.

Why didn't he do something? Why did he stand there and watch it all? All in all I believed mother's words. Yes things shall change. I shall get what rightfully belongs to me.

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I walked along the muddy road that led to where we lived with many things running in my mind. I really wondered why Kisnee said that to Clane and why he ignored. The wound in my heart had been opened and it was oozing blood, the kind of blood that had never ceased except the wound. What would happen if Valu get convinced by Laughter? Allah see me through!

I stopped when my Nokia phone vibrated in my handbag. I unzipped it and got it out. My handbag wasn't something to show off. It was a second hand thing that I bought fifty shilling at Kibera slums market three weeks ago. I was really fed up with walking with the phone in my hand so I decided to buy one.
I pressed the on button and what I saw was a message from an unknown number.

   
     Unknown: Hi there
                       4:30Pm
     

I hesitated before replying. I was really scared of new numbers due to my own reasons.

     Me: Hi! Who is this please?
                4:32Pm
 
  Unknown: Lincolin Lemmy
                     Wanjala
                     4:33Pm

Is he back?

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