I stared back at the horrified faces of Laila, Chase, and Mateo. While I knew my face appeared unphased, on the inside, I was freaking out as much as they were.
When Laila’s and her mother’s original onye nche passed away, I was forced to step in. I was only 15 when I became Laila’s onye nche. While I had been training to become one since I was young, I never expected to step into such a role as a teenager.
Being assigned to Laila was overwhelming. Not only was I just a kid, but I was also given the burden of her history and a prophecy that could impact many people’s lives. As I’ve grown closer with Laila over the years, it has been difficult to hide the truth from her.
I would frequently have breakdowns wondering how I would handle the aftermath if she found out about her true na
