While Anat was still sleeping and injured, we had already conducted the naming ceremony for my baby. Shakir. He was named after Whati’s father, who meant a lot to Atemu.
I wasn’t too worried that Anat wasn’t here for that. Thankfully, Anat was, along with Whati, the first person, other than Atemu and I, to hear his name.
But now that Anat was awake and getting better and months had passed... Atemu had decided that it was about time Akana was punished for trying to kill my baby.
The thought of that made me happy.
After finding out that she had tried to kill my child... I never felt that he was safe. I never will feel that way until she is dead.
I assumed this was how a mother would feel. A mother would never want her child to be in any sort of danger.
Another consequence of Akana’s tr
