When iyango invited Amino to his home, she came dressed in a stunning yellow gown that shimmered with grace. Her smile lit up the doorway as she stepped in. But the moment the door opened, chaos unfolded.
Iyango's father, with a fierce glare, suddenly lunged at him—shouting, scolding, striking. Amino stood frozen, shocked by the unexpected rage.
"Why, father?!" iyango shouted, shielding Amino. "What has she done?"
Iyango father, breathing heavily, replied, "There's something about this girl. I feel it—she's hiding something."
Confused and humiliated, Amino's face fell. With no explanation and no respect, she turned around and stormed out, her heart pounding with anger and pain.
Little did iyango know—his father had seen a glimpse of something unnatural in her eyes. Something ancient. Something not human.