Zaïdan
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"How can your God love me?" I asked in pure distress. "How can He love me after everything I've done? Doesn't He know where I come from or who I am? What I am?"
"He does but that doesn't stop Him from loving you all the same."
"How is that possible?" I wiped my eyes.
"God is love; He loves you because it's in His nature to do so." He said and I could barely comprehend what he meant. "Give Him a chance to show His love to you."
"I don't understand and I don't think I want to." I shook my head in denial. "I will see you later."
I took the easy road and chose to run away, living in a world where I could be free and live happily was a dream I had given up on long ago.
Especially now.
"God loves you and believe it or not I do too. I love you Zaya, so much that I want you to be my wife." He said and I stopped on my tracks, then I turned to look at him intently.
Marriage? Could I ever have that?
"What?" I asked him.
"Marry me," he looked into my eyes and I panicked.
He meant it for some reason and that alone was enough to make me run away like the coward I was.
* * * * * * * *
Life was easy and perfect for Zaidan Nawan, she had everything. From the looks to the riches, she was the envy of so many people in the clan. But everything came crashing down when her father lost the battle to a wild lion and her twin brother died mysteriously. Being exposed to a series of misfortunes was enough for her family to be looked upon as cursed. Out of fear and wickedness, they were labelled black legs by the people and excluded from the community.
After receiving a message, she sought to restore her family's fallen glory. After a search, she found her breakthrough, her solution in the person of Isaac Delaney, the careless white man who settled down with his people in a camping site deep into the forest. But things didn't work out as planned and when she thought everything was over for her, God found her. And just like that, her life began.
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