The car came to a stop in what seemed to be
the middle of no-where to Edward but to Naila this was her home. This was where
she had officially been introduced to the nightmares that haunted her sleep
every night. They alighted from the van .There were about ten communal mud
houses which were singularly fenced with acacia thorns making up a full
emanyatta just like Naila had told him .Edward was fascinated with all these
but Naila had this look on her face like she had just run into a ghost .She
felt like she was about to walk into a hungry lion’s den. Edward tried to pull
her closer as if to let her know that it will all be ok.
She had tried to escape the ghost from her
past; she was now an independent woman rubbing shoulders with the crème Del
crème of the high society in Hollywood. She had learnt to put that part of her
in a box and would only bring it out in the night, crying herself to sleep
while earnestly begging the gods to take away her pain. It felt like it was
about to consume her raw and everyday it became harder for her to continue the
façade.
The media had termed her a legend in the
making, a strong independent woman .She was beautiful, talented, humble even
after mega success .She was dating a handsome wealthy entrepreneur and
according to the press she was as happy as can be. Parents wanted their
daughters to grow up to be just like her. She would smile and pose for pictures
and act like her world was just perfect but inside she was breaking down,
fighting demons only she knew about. As they say you can run but you can’t hide
from yourself .It was about time she dealt face to face with her past.
Her therapist had suggested that she should
go back to Kenya and find peace with everything that had happened there. It was
the only way for her to move forward and begin to heal all of her deep
emotional wounds. At first she was unsure
,she didn’t feel ready to face those
people who had brought her so much pain .She couldn’t understand how any
parent would put their only daughter through such a horrific and traumatising
experience .She had hoped time would heal her wounds but there is some pain not
even an eternity can erase. Her boyfriend Edward had nagged her about it and finally
she decided to book an airplane ticket, if it would get too much he had
promised he would be there to lean on. He had always been there for her, he was
just amazing, and she was a lucky woman to have him.
Two weeks later they were on a plane, she
felt nervous to the point of nausea. Edward tried his best to calm her down and
just be there for her. She suddenly felt like it was a bad idea, she wished she
could just jump out of the plane and land safely in her warm fuzzy bed .Edward
kept telling her that it was going to be okay and all she had to do was stay
calm .In the end, the emotional turmoil stirring inside her proved too much to
bare and he had to give her sleeping pills. She had nightmares and kept turning
and tossing in her seat.
She awoke, startled by the flight attendant
asking people to fasten their seatbelt and be ready to land. Edward handled
everything after they landed while she sat trying to avoid anyone noticing her.
She wanted to keep a low profile as possible; she was here for personal
business only. It took a long time than she had expected but finally they were
allowed to leave the airport. They quickly got in their rented van and drove
off before anyone took a photo of them and upload it to their social media
accounts. It took another four hours to get to her rural home situated deep in
the Maasai land. She swallowed two more sleeping pills, sleeping through the
scenic journey. Edward on the other hand was all excitement and in awe of the
beauty of the land, he took so many photos. He was like a child with a new toy.
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