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Within three weeks, I had moved in to live with him. I was so happy at this that I traveled down to see my family in Lagos to let them know that I now had a very good man in my life and would bring him to see them very soon.
I just wanted to rub it in their faces after the shame I was dumped into during Luke’s incidence.
Things started to boil over between me and Effiong after I returned from home. First of all, he lost his job in the bank he was working. Then he developed a partial stroke. And he was just 36!!!
I tried my best to take care of him and nurture him through this difficult times but Effiong started showing me nothing but hatred! Nothing I did made him happy.
After a while, his brothers came to the house and beat the living daylights out of me before kicking me out of his house.
Three weeks after I was kicked out of the house, Effiong was recalled to his job and his salary increased! They didn’t even mind that he had partial stroke!
Everybody just concluded that I was the bad luck in his life that almost ruined him!
I moved on. Back to Lagos. Where I met Kunle. And we fell in love.
It was Kunle that made me realize that truly, I am bad luck when it comes to love.
Why?
