Chapter 8 The Shock Of Reality

As the lingering echoes of Amara's announcement reverberated through the cathedral, the atmosphere shifted dramatically, thick with tension and disbelief. The clamor of voices buzzed around her like an angry swarm of bees, and for a moment, she felt suspended in time, barely able to process the gravity of what she had just done. Suddenly, Amara felt a familiar hand on her shoulder—that gentle, unwavering presence was her mother. Mama Ireti stepped forward, her brow furrowed with concern, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and worry. “Amara, are you certain about this decision? I know this is a moment of anger, but marrying Dare, just like that? You don’t even know him that well!”