Echoes of Mama
The next morning, Favour sat on the edge of their bed, staring at her phone,her thumb hovered over Mama's contact.
She hadn't told her parents anything yet,but her mind was filled with their voices her mother's warnings, the countless kitchen invitations she had ignored, the spoon hidden in her suitcase.
She finally dialed.
Mama answered quickly. "My daughter! How are you?"
Favour burst into tears.
"Favour?"
"I messed up," she choked out. "Mama… Daniel knows. Everything."
Mama was quiet for a moment.
Then, softly, "I warned you."
Favour sobbed harder.
"You thought marriage was makeup and honeymoon," Mama said. "Marriage is truth, my daughter, it's service, cooking may not be everything but lying? That's poison."
"I didn't know it would get this bad."
"You did. You just didn't care."
And with that, Mama Ejiro didn't scold her. She didn't shout. She simply hung up, leaving her daughter alone with the silence she had created.