THE TRUTH UNFOLDS :3 CHAPTER 3

The following morning Kwame and sister J wasted no time. They dressed Ama in her best clothes and took her straight to the social welfare office.

When they arrived, they were directed to an officer who listened carefully as they explained everything the mistreatment Ama had suffered, the family's plans to take her away and their attempts to claim their father's benefit.

The officer , an elderly woman with a kind but firm expression, shook her head. In disappointment. This is a sad situation, but unfortunately, it's not uncommon. Many families fight over a deceased person's wealth forgetting the wellbeing of the children left behind.

Sister J's voice was steady but filled with emotion madam , all I want is to take care of my sister, I don't want anything else. I just want her to be safe and happy.

Kwame added, we came here first because we know the family might try to twist the story we want to do the right thing.

The officer nodded approving you did well coming here frist . Now let me advise you . The best way to prove that Ama is better off with you is to show that she is in school and been well cared for if any family member challenges your guardianship, we will need proof that you are responsible for her welfare

Sister J and Kwame exchanged a glance. " so, what do we do? Sister J asked. The officer smiled warmly. Put AMa in a good school as soon as possible.keep all the receipts, school fees , books, uniforms,everything. Those will serve as evidence that you are providing for her .

Also , if you can , find a stable source of income it will strengthen your case.

Sister J exhaled in relief. Thank you , madam we will do that immediately.

Before they left , the officer reassured them . If your uncle come here with false claims, we will already have your report on record. You have taken the right step.

As they walked out of the office, Ama held sister J's hand tightly .

Sister J , does this means I can stay with you forever?

Sister J knelt and hugged her yes , my love no one will take you away from me.

Kwame placed a reassuring hand on sister J's shoulder. Let go fine the best school for Ama .

That way , no one can never question whether she belongs to you .

As they left, sister J felt felt a new sense of hope . The battle wasn't over yet, but at least now , they were fighting with the law on their side,

Meanwhile, uncle Kwesi and the family had no idea that their plan was already falling apart.

Sister J and Kwame spent the whole afternoon searching for the best school for Ama . They visited a few places, but none of them felt right. Some school were too far, didn't have have the right environment.

Kwame wanted Ama to have the best education possible somewhere he had always dreamed of for his own future children.

Then they found Achimota primary school.

The moment they stepped into the school compound, Kwame felt a sense of pride. The school had a strong academic reputation, excellent teachers, and a beautiful learning environment. More importantly, it was close to their home, making it easy for ama to attend without much stress.

This is it", Kwame said, turning to sister J . This is where Ama belongs

Sister J smiled it. Perfect.

They walked into the administration office and met the headmistress, a kind looking woman in her fifties, she welcome them warmly and listened as they explained AMA's situation,

We want the best for her, Kwame said firmly. She has gone through a lot and we want her to have a fresh start in a good school."

The headmistress nodded thoughtfully. You have come to the right place. Achimota primary school. Has a strong tradition of academic excellence, and we take the well , being of our students seriously.

We would be happy to enroll Ama.

Sister J squeezed AMA's hand with excitement.

Did you hear that Ama ?

You will be starting school here!

AMA's face lit up with joy really?

Yes my dear, the headmistress said with a smile. But we will need her brith certificate, passport pictures , and admission fees to complete the process."

Bro Kwame nodded. No problem we will get everything ready immediately.

They left the school with a renewed sense of hope.

That evening, Kwame and sister J worked together all the necessary documents. Kwame paid the school fees and sister J bought AMA's books, uniforms, and other school supplies, making sure to keep every receipt as the social welfare officer advised.

By the next morning, Ama was officially a student at Achimota primary school

As sister J dressed Ama in her new school uniform, tears welled up in her eyes, she had fought so hard for this moment. Ama looked at herself in the mirror, beaming with happiness.

I look like a real school girl now!

She giggled.

Sister J kissed her forehead. That's because you are my younger sister."

Bro Kwame smiled, watching them. This is just the beginning. No one will ever take you away from us again. Ama."

But even as they celebrated this victory.

Uncle Kwesi and the rest of the family were preparing their next move. When they heard that Ama had been enrolled in a top school, they were furious. They think they have won ? Uncle Kwesi sneered. Let's see how long they can keep up.

The war was far from over.

After putting Ama in school and watching her walk happily into her new classroom, sister J . Finally felt a sense of relief. Ama was safe , her future was secure, and for the second time in a long while things seemed to be going right .

Later that afternoon, after Kwame had left for work, sister J sat alone in their small living room, reflecting on everything she had been through.

She remember the night she cried herself to sleep, worrying about her younger sister AMA's future. She thought about the times she had begged her uncle's and auntie's to treat Ama better, only to be ignored or insulted she had struggled alone for so long ,until Kwame came into her life.

Bro Kwame had been her rock , her protector, when the family tried to take Ama away, he stood by her side . When they plotted to claim her late father's money, he helped her fight back . Ama was in a good school , finally living like a child should!

Sister J smiled softly to herself.

Now that Kwame is in my life , I will love him , cherish him, and take care of him, she though . He has proven that he truly loves Ama as his own , and for that ,I will never leave him.

Just as she was lost in thought she heard a knock at the door.

Her heart skipped a beat something about the knock felt wrong.

When she opened the door, her stomach turned.

Standing outside was uncle Kwesi , along with two elders from the family. Their face were cold and serious.

We have come for Ama , uncle Kwesi announced. It's time to take her back were she belongs.

Sister J heart pounded.

They were not done with their wicked plans.

But this time , she was ready

The battle was not yet over.

The moment uncle Kwesi and the elders barged in , their intentions were clear. They weren't just here to talk , they wanted to take Ama by force.

If you don't bring Ama and those documents."uncle Kwesi hissed stepping closer to sister J , I will personally kill you .

Sister J heart pounded .

She has dealt with their threats before, but this time , the look in uncle Kwesi eyes was different.

What she didn't know was that Kwame , alway thinking ahead, he had installed a CCTV camera in the house. Every word, every action , everything was being recorded.

Just as uncle Kwesi raised a hand as if to hit her , sister J screamed at the top of her voice.

Help, help , help ! These people have come to kill me !

Her cries echoed through the neighborhood. Within seconds, the young men from the area stormed into the house.

What is going on? One of them asked, eyes darting between sister J and the intruders.

These men want to attack me!

Sister J cried

That was all it took.

The young men descended on uncle Kwesi and the elders like a atom . Punches flew , slaps landed and kicks sent the wicked men staggering uncle Kwesi tried to escape, but a well aimed blow sent him tumbling onto the floor..

The elders screamed for mercy.

We are sorry! We are sorry! We are sorry!

But the young men didn't stop until they had dragged them out of the house, out of the street, and chased them far from the neighborhood.

Sister J stood at the door, breathing heavily, watching them flee.

Then she turned and saw the small blinking red lights in the corner of the room .

She froze.

What is that ? She muttered.

Then it hit her, Kwame's CCTV camera!

She rushed over to the device, her hands shaking every single thing uncle Kwesi had done had been recorded.

Her lips curled into a slow victorious smile.

This time, they wouldn't just run away. This time, she had proof

And when Kwame came home that evening, she would tell him everything.

It was time to end this war once and for all ,

After the chaotic event of the day, sister J sat alone in the quite house, her mind racing, she knew uncle kwesi and the rest of the family had been fighting for their late father's money, but she had never bothered to check on it herself

Now , with the house finally peaceful and Ama safe in school,she decided it was time to look into their father's document.

She went into the small wooden box where her father had kept all his important papers. Dust covered most of them , untouched since his passing slowly ,she flipped through birth certificate, land document, and old letters.

Then , she saw it.

A bank statement.

Her fingers trembled as she pulled it out and unfolded it ,at first, her eyes scanned through the transcition without much throught . But when she reached the bottom and saw the leftover balance , her heart nearly stopped.

The amount staring back at her was far more than she had ever expected.

Millions of cedis.

Sister J gasped ,covering her mouth. So this is what they were fighting for all this time ? No wonder uncle kwesi had been so desperate. No wonder they had threatened