"Broken glass never mends without leaving a scar." A haunting and tender story about the quiet strength it takes to rebuild, and the unexpected places where love survives.

inheritance /ɪnˈhɛrɪt(ə)ns/ noun a thing that is inherited. "he came into a comfortable inheritance" Similar: legacy bequest endowment birthright estate heritage bestowal

This is book 2 of I become his Zulu bride ""' Gift, like his name implies he has a gift . Having to deal with being an outcast in his own village even though he's the son of the king. He has one more problem which is wooing his destined bride. so follow this African story where Gift, tries to fit in and probably get the love of his life. Gift: I can see our future together my African beauty destined lover :.... stay away from me Gift: never even if I die , I'll become a ghost and hunt you destined lover:....

Siphosethu "She will leave today with you! and we will make sure they get married tomorrow" Me"But I am only 18" My Mother hugged me, she said all she could to convince everyone that getting me married at 18 isn't fair . But my Father owed his father cows and it was only fair to give his daughter away to pay this debt . "Nje nani nibona, azange waphathwa yindoda engaze wa zekwa" "Yintombi enyulu" Yes my innocence were being paraded like it was Black Friday . Jola"Uyindoda emadodeni wena Radebe" "Bayohamba kule veki ilandelayo, beqala ubomi ubutsha bobabini. Ebe keyena unya ephangela, kodwa intombi iyakifundameza ikhaya. Ize ibentse azele abafana" Me"Tata!" My dad smiled at me, he was so proud of me for being a virgin, a virgin that will be given away to marry a guy I've never met, a virgin that will be a housewife and well give him children. Ziphozethu "Nooooo! Zee its still early " My friends believe in calling me the life of the party, they love how spontaneous I am and how carefree I am. Me"Nope, Its almost 4 you guys" The guys we were with tried convincing me with more vodka to stay. Lerato"Tshomi please stay" Me"How about we return tomorrow? drinks on me" Club literally going up on a tuesday, I am your typical nineteen year old. I rebel every now and then, I leave alone in Central Port Elizabeth . I don't remember much about my childhood or my parents, I work as a waitress at a nearby restaurant. A lot in my life doesn't make sense, but one thing I know is; I am happy and everything else doesn't matter. Two girls Two different characters One carefree One a housewife Life is not always what it looks like, and behind every smile is hardship that stays hidden. *********

My story matters. I am often judged by what I do, as if being a prostitute is some character trait. #### Fiction The places mentioned here have nothing to do with the story.