“Please,” she begged, holding his leg. “Help me look for my daughter. I don’t know what happened to her.”
Eba felt pain pierce his chest. He looked around the compound, hoping, wishing to see Latty sitting somewhere, listening quietly.
But she was not there.
Meanwhile, inside his room, Latty’s father stood by the window, watching everything with a grin on his face.
“Good-for-nothing girl,” he whispered to himself.
He turned and walked outside calmly. He went straight to Eba and placed an arm around his shoulder, acting friendly.
“Come,” he said, pulling Eba away from the crying woman.
He led him behind the house.
“You see?” he said quietly. “We may not see Latty again.”
Eba pulled back in shock.
“What?”
But the man continued smiling.
“You can still marry my other daughter.”
Eba stared at him in disbelief.
“I don’t understand,” he said slowly. “Your daughter is missing, and you are telling me this?”
His voice was full of anger and pain. He shook his head and walked away without another word.
Latty’s father stood there alone, confused.
“What did I say wrong?” he asked himself.
Inside one of the huts, Toro sat with her mother. They were eating and laughing as if nothing had happened.
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