CHAPTER 11

AMANDA MOFOKENG - CELE.

It had been a week and a half since she found out the truth — that her own sister, Moleboheng, had chosen her husband for her. The betrayal still stung like a knife pressed against her chest. She hadn't said a single word to Mabutho since that night; there was nothing to say. Silence had become her language now — her shield. Each day she moved like a shadow through the house, doing nothing more than existing. No cooking. No cleaning. No smiles. Just her, the walls, and the echo of Moleboheng's decision haunting her mind.