I met my ex husband in church three years ago. He seemed like a very good guy,always committed in church activities. He had actually just relocated from PH to Lagos. He was well known as a very committed brother and it was surprising that he was such a successful single man.
Well, I instantly had a crush on him. I met him after seeing from afar and I was really blushing when he shook my hands. His charm was easy to fall for. I imagined he had that effect on most girls.
We would see each other from then on and smile and say hello. Until,I could not hold it anymore,I asked him why he is still single. He said he was waiting for the right girl. I was like,what if the right girl is standing in front of you,would you know? He took my cue and was like,maybe you are the right girl.
He took my number and that was how we began to date for the next few months. I was struck in love. He was everything I wanted in a man. Prayerful,hardworking,had his own job and very caring. I wanted to marry him and I wanted him so much. We had times we make out but I was a v!rg!n and told him that I was waiting for marriage.
He asked me to marry him and I said yes. He wanted a small wedding because he did not believe in spending for a wedding which is just an event,he wanted us to save for our marriage instead. I just loved how he thought. So wise and smart.
Our wedding was a small intimate affair and it was the happiest day of my life. I considered myself very blessed to have married such a handsome and committed man. Until, rumors started to fly. It first came from my cousins.
Our wedding was a small intimate affair and it was the happiest day of my life. I considered myself very blessed to have married such a handsome and committed man. Until, rumors started to fly. It first came from my cousins.
