Yemisi

I rushed downstairs to find my mum, her voice sharp and commanding.

"Kunle si ibe yen fun mi!" she snapped in Yoruba, ordering me to kneel. I obeyed without question.

"So fe pami ni?" She was furious, her words cutting deep. "One week, Yemisi. You've been in this new school for just one week, and already you're a murder suspect."

Her disappointment was palpable, and I knew there was nothing I could say to make her understand.

"Did you kill her?" she asked, her voice softening, but her eyes were cold.

I shook my head. No.

Before she could say anything else, a loud voice rang out from outside.

"Fisayo! Fisayo!"

It was rare for anyone to call my mother by her first name. Whoever this woman was, she was furious.

"I said, your madam said no one should enter!" the voice shouted again, ignoring the security guard, it seemed. "I could pay you a hundred times your salary and still feed the entire country!"

She was relentless, her voice getting louder. "Fisayo, I know you're inside! Bring that murderer daughter of yours out here!"

My mum's face tightened, her expression darkening. She knew exactly who this woman was.

But how did *she* know about Alessia?

Without another word, my mum stormed outside, her calmness a sharp contrast to the chaos.

"Aderonke, why are you causing such a scene?" Mum asked coolly.

"I'm sure you're aware of the estate's noise policy?"

Aderonke scoffed, her voice laced with venom. "You've got the nerve to speak to me in English, Fisayo? You sound ridiculous. Stick to the Yoruba you're so good at," she mocked.

Mum didn't flinch. "And you're still raising your voice," she observed.

"Why wouldn't I?" Aderonke shouted back, her tone dripping with rage. "My husband rejected you and those children you *claim* are his! I warned you, Fisayo, to stay away from my family."

My heart pounded. What was she talking about?

Aderonke's voice rose, filled with anger. "After all my warnings, your daughter had the audacity to murder my daughter. You and that murderer are going to rot in jail!"

My mind raced. What was she saying?

Wait... my dad isn't dead.

This woman... she's his wife.

Alessia... *Alessia* is their daughter.

My half-sister.

Oh my God... I'm a Bailey.

Mum didn't miss a beat. "According to the investigators, she's a suspect, not a criminal," she replied, her voice calm but cutting. "I assume you know the definition of 'suspect,' since you're such an expert in everything?"

Aderonke's face twisted with rage. "You really have the nerve to talk, Fisayo."

"You act like you're my equal, but let's be clear-you're not. We both live in this fancy estate, but the only reason you're here is because your husband bought that house for you!"

" I'll crush everything that's yours Fisayo, just you wait"

Mum's lips curled into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Oh, I'm waiting, Aderonke. Whenever you're ready to try."

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Author's Note
So what is happening here??????
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Yemisi is Alessia's half-sister
This is the second shortest chap I have written
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