three years later...
"Go make me dinner!"
Ayana cleaned her bruise on her cheek then applied a band aid.
She went to the kitchen to prepare dinner as her so called husband sat on the couch watching soccer.
Ever since ayana was abducted she was forced into marriage with Biniam.
He was so evil and just like his farther following in his footsteps.
After Biniam made them get married they snuck into America and decided to live in Atlanta.
Since they were looking for her in Ethiopia he decided to leave and bring her with him as his own personal wife or slave.
Ayana turned on the stove and grabbed a pot putting it on there.
She decided to make Gomen besega.
It was vegetables and beef.
After finishing up she made his plate and served it to him.
"About time." He huffed and puffed.
He took his fork putting some in his mouth.
"What is this?" He mumbled.
He spit the food out of his mouth in her face.
"This is not how my mother makes it!" He slapped her making her fall on the ground.
He threw the plate on the floor as well making it shatter.
He grabbed his car keys slamming the front door behind him leaving.
Ayana got up holding her face.
She was tired and sick of being beat on.
She managed to get upstairs and gather her things.
She didn't have very much but she made it work.
She grabbed her backpack and suitcase and called a Uber.
She didn't know where Biniam had gone but she hoped he wouldn't catch her about to leave.
So who wants to jump in the book and beat Biniam's ass?