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Redemption

The only person who was willing to help me at my worst when I had no one, would simply be killed because she had a haughty and crazy-headed boss addicted to destructive and terrifying revenge. Insane. And who am I close to anyone in that country? What can I do? Scream in the city center? Say it was Normani's mistake?

I'm nothing.

The policemen seemed too convinced, they have their evidence, and I honestly don't doubt that Normani did it, her honor to Karila was superior to anything, I remember the princess falling to the ground poisoned speaking only the name of the housekeeper, she wanted a chase, she wanted Tawaba to be caught and paid, it was the princess' fault and she didn't seem to have an ounce of remorse to get Normani out of that problem.

Destructive madness.

It was so strange to realize that as much as everything happened right under the nose of our entire group of historians, they were so oblivious even to the danger that we were in being hosted at the home of a woman so politically persecuted, she is a bomb about to explode and nobody saw that.

That night I couldn't even close my eyes without thinking about what they were doing with Normani at that time, if they treated her well, and that's obviously not the case, I've seen too many speeches, I've seen these stories in the newspaper, she would be publicly executed, in front of a group of people who would be excited about it, and we can't forget the fact of she being a woman, black, in a country that wasn't hers...

A country that wasn't...

Hers...

That morning I got up disturbed with that in mind, it was the perfect alternative, Egypt is not her country, she cannot be judged by the laws here, South Africa would come with humanitarian resources if Karila moved her hand, she is rich! Of course... that sounds like the perfect alternative.

I did my morning hygiene and got up early enough to wait in the hall for as long as necessary to talk to that princess. Luckily there was no security at the end of the hall, and it didn't take long for the princess to come out of her room wearing a long golden dress, her jewelry was so blazing and blinding, it was hard not to be impressed.

"I didn't ask for a guard in the hall." She pointed in irony while looking at me from head to toe. Her body didn't wait, she walked forward, and I followed her in slow steps.

"I'm not on guard, I want to talk," I asked looking her move.

"I've got a lot to do." Of course you do.

"How can you sleep peacefully while someone who cares so much about you spends the night alone in hell?" I replied irritably. This stopped her from walking, turning to look at me, her hand touched the scarf on her face, and for a moment I thought she was going to take off her hijab, but it stayed in place and so did she.

"Look, I don't understand your personal desires, and I don't even want to get into it for discussions, but you helping me was a brave act and I was grateful for that miss, grateful limited to the point of putting you in the game and looking at each other equally, but this... these insults of yours are inappropriate and unacceptable, you have known Normani for days, I have known her for years, I know what I am dealing with and as far as I remember I have never asked for your opinion to solve this problem." That noticeable irritation in her voice.

"I just wanted to assume that you care and that you are not an indifferent madwoman that destroys everything you touch, they threatened me in the apartment, said that they needed our help to fuck your perfect princess life that kills whenever you want and whenever you feel like it as a personal hobby! It's your fault that she's there, for going after a woman to kill on your behalf. You screw with people's lives, and you'll screw a lot more! Whoever steps on your fucking space should thank you for being expelled, because they'll only get screwed when they get into your mess! Your money isn't everything, it doesn't make you invincible when you're so proud to admit you're a fucking loser!" I don't know if the stressful accumulation of Normani's prison with death determination made me desperate, but I couldn't think positively anymore.