THE POLICY

The first red flag was the flowers.

Every Friday without fail, Naomi received roses.

Not cheap supermarket flowers.

Imported ones.

Perfectly arranged.

Delivered with handwritten notes.

“To the woman who changed my life.”

Her friends envied her relationship immediately.

Especially online.

The photos looked unreal.

Luxury restaurants.

Road trips.

Matching outfits.

Sunset selfies near Nairobi rooftops.

The man behind it all was Daniel.

Soft-spoken.

Educated.

Always calm.

The type of man parents trusted instantly.

“Finally,” Naomi’s mother said proudly, “you found a serious man.”

And honestly…

Daniel felt safe.

After years of heartbreak and toxic men, Naomi loved how gentle he seemed.

He remembered tiny details.

Opened doors.

Checked if she reached home safely.

Prayed before meals.

Even strangers admired them.

But love can become dangerous when someone studies your loneliness carefully.

And Daniel was studying her.

Quietly.

Patiently.

Like a hunter.

It started subtly.

“You shouldn’t trust people too much.”

“Your friends don’t really care about you.”

“You work too hard.”

“Let me handle things for you.”

At first, it sounded romantic.

Protective.

Mature.

Naomi slowly stopped noticing how isolated she had become.

Her world became smaller.

Smaller.

And smaller.

Until it only contained Daniel.

One evening during dinner, he...