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The door opened slowly… And the room went silent. Àlérò’s eyes widened as the man stepped inside. Dressed in full traditional attire… coral beads resting on his chest… his presence alone carried authority. ⸻ “Father…?” she whispered. ⸻ It was Èyébìrà. ⸻ The room froze. Even Òrìghòyè… stepped back slightly. ⸻ Àlérò’s heart began to race. “No… this is not possible…” she said, shaking her head. “You… you did this?” ⸻ Èyébìrà said nothing at first. His face was calm. Too calm. ⸻