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I see rainbows. I counted the colors and they were seven. How colorful will be my own life after the betrayal of the man I gave my heart to on our wedding day. The emotions I felt for him the first day my eyes saw him as transformed into resentment.
The day I met Timothy in a shopping mall, he walked up to
me to collect my phone number and I refused. My best friend with me was the one
who persuaded me to give him. I did.
He called immediately I arrived home and I ran to check
the window of my bedroom to peep if he actually followed me home. I was wrong.
It was only a coincidence.
I smiled as he talked about how my beauty fascinated his
heart. He wanted to be my friend. I agreed. I could not say no the man I
thought I fell in love with at first sight. Does it really exist?
We went out on a few dates, after that, we became lovers.
I informed Timothy I wanted a non-sex relationship because I cherished my
virginity, he agreed without an argument. He never begged or forced me to lay
with him for two years we dated each other. We only hugged and kissed. On a
valentine’s day, he proposed and I agreed without thinking twice. He made me
happy, I never caught him cheating even the times I snooped his phone.
The day before my traditional wedding, I told my friends
how proud I was to have a man who respected my decision not to have premarital
sex, they laughed at me, saying I was going to marry an impotent man, some said
he was getting it from a side chick.
I laughed at them. I laughed at their ignorance. Instead
of them to praise a worthy man, my naïve friends mocked my man and me. It did
not bother me. I trusted Timothy with all my heart.
One thing I loved about my partner, he was very close to
his family. Despite he was an only child, he was always in touch with his
parents, his father’s niece and other relatives. Whenever I was in their midst,
I behaved me. I could not pretend because of the freedom and love they showered
on me.
On our wedding night, my husband made me a woman. The way
he touched and caressed my body, I fell more in love with him. For three years
we were married, I never doubted him because of the love and attention he tendered
to me. The only thing that bothered my heart was getting pregnant. I wanted a
baby to complete my home. Timothy gave me hope that everything was going to be okay.
I persuaded him to bring his cousin to live with us to keep me company while he
went to work. She had just finished writing her secondary school final exams.
One day, I went to his office unannounced and I saw his
female secretary coming out from his office. She was adjusting the top button
of her shirt. I never suspected anything because of trust.
I sighted Timothy coming out from a restaurant with a
young lady half his age. He told me she was a friend’s younger sister. I never assumed
anything because of trust.
I saw red lipstick stain on one of his shirts. He said his
colleague’s wife hugged him and that was how he got the stain. I never accused
him of cheating because I trusted
him.
I came across a neat long sheet of paper inside his suit
jacket. I did not read it immediately but kept it back but I became curious to
know what was written on it. Was it a letter? I asked myself. I went back to unfold it
and my heartbeat exploded. The name scripted on the sheet and the contents made
me weak. I was inquisitive to know why my husband was in possession of it.
I investigated and my heart divided into two because of
the result I got. The pregnancy result wasn’t enough but the person he slept
with was killing me inside. How could Timothy do this to me? How could he take
my trust for granted.
He begged, he cried, Timothy wanted my forgiveness. Never! All I wanted was never to see him again. I divorced him without thinking, the love and trust I had
for him became hate and mistrust.
On a Saturday morning, I received a call.
“Hello.” I said.
“Hello, the caller said. “Please I am Doctor John from Sandy
hospital. Am I speaking to Mrs. Vivian?”
“Miss Vivian.” I corrected him. “Is there a problem?”
“Mr. Timothy is in the hospital. He took an overdose to
kill himself and…”
“Did he not die?” I could not allow him finish but ask my
own question.
The doctor was silent for few seconds before he spoke. “He
did not die but he asked for you to see him. He’s in a critical condition.”
“Really?”
“Yes ma.” he said. “Are you coming?”
“Let me think about it. I answered him and ended the
call.
My thoughts went back to the day I told Timothy to leave
the house and my life for good. That day, I could no longer look him in the
eyes for telling me he was sorry for what he did. Sorry could not change
anything about the situation. What he did was a total betrayal. He broke my
trust and it can never be amended.
The man named Timothy, who I no longer love but despise, impregnated his own cousin.
****** The End.
Eeeeyaa men men men ehn Some of them are heartless and Shameless
ReplyDeleteSome of them think with wot is in their pants, animals
ReplyDeleteNa wo oooo! Timo Timo the smooth operator. What a shame.
ReplyDeleteYuck! Disgusting! Cheating on your spouse is one thing, Buuuuh doing it with a relative, Naaaaah. Absolute indication for a divorce.
ReplyDeleteNice one Ck. Keep up the good works.
Yuck! Disgusting! Cheating on your spouse is one thing, Buuuuh doing it with a relative, Naaaaah. Absolute indication for a divorce.
ReplyDeleteNice one Ck. Keep up the good works.
Some men are disgusting. I remember the pain a close relative of mine went through pain after she caught her husband with his mother sister. She trusted him with her life. She had high blood pressure at her young age. Painful experience. She left him with thereby only child and remarried years later.
ReplyDeleteThis story is touching. Well done Carina
Hahaahhaahahahahahahahahaha, I don't know why is funny.some men are really ungrateful and don't deserve any love from a woman. How could you sleep with your cousin and expect forgiveness. May my path never cross such men in Jesus name. Amen
ReplyDeleteThanks Carina for giving me the hints about those other stories, please if there are any more I haven't seen please kindly give out the links thanks. Looking forward to them.
ReplyDeleteNice story, keep it up dear..I detest incest...jeez!
ReplyDeleteAs usual the ladies would blame the man, but please he cheated on his wife with her fellow ladies. Ladies please stay clear of married men.
ReplyDelete@Iphy.. What about married me who run after single girls? or gigolo running after married women. Men own too much
ReplyDeleteI just don't know why men can't do without cheating. So disgusting
ReplyDeleteinteresting story. It's good she left him. she wont go and see him
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