One Thursday night in April of 2022, I was on my way home after my usual night stroll when I felt a pair of eyes piercing into my soul. The hair on my back rose and my heart started beating abnormally. I turned to see whose presence was turning my body into a riot, and there he was. He was with his friends but I knew it was him the moment our eyes locked.

He excused himself and came to talk to me. By the time he left, he had my number in his hand and a satisfied smile on his face. Things moved easily from that night. He called me every single day, telling me about how his day went. After he is done, he would ask me; “What about you, babe? How did your day go?” Then he would listen as I recount every detail of my life.

We were in a small town where everyone knew everybody but I didn’t know him. So I was happy that I was finally getting to know him. He was exciting and adventurous. He took me to interesting places and introduced me to important people. I don’t remember when I fell in love with him. It just happened. Before I could catch myself from falling any deeper, we were an item.

Before I said yes to him. I asked him on more than one occasion, “Please be honest with me, is there someone else in the picture? I cannot be with you knowing very well that you have another woman.” You should see how sincerity danced in his eyes when he said, “Why would I do all of this if I had another woman? It’s just you. I swear on my life that you are the only woman I love.” I had no reason to doubt him so I went ahead and agreed to be his girlfriend.

A few months later, both of us got jobs and moved to the city. He called me his good luck charm. He had completed the university for two years and never got a job until I came into the picture. That’s why he said I was his good luck charm. It was a big job too, and the salary was huge. And I was just as happy for him as I was for myself.

We did not live together when we moved to the city but we saw each other every weekend. We spent holidays together and fell asleep on video calls when we were apart. If I had to go see him, I didn’t need to call him. I would just show up and it was okay. He also didn’t need to give me prior notice before his visits. His family, friends, and everyone around him knew that I was his girlfriend. I felt secure in the relationship because of this.

It was on 7th October 2023, that everything fell apart. I woke up that morning and called my boyfriend to say good morning to him but he didn’t pick up the call. A few minutes later, a strange number called me. I picked up and it was a lady at the other end. “You called me,” she said. I looked at her number for a second and told her I didn’t call her. “The only person I called this morning is my boyfriend,” I told her.

It was then I found out that his calls had been diverted to the lady’s number. That was why my call went to her phone when he didn’t answer my call. I confronted him and he admitted that he was in a relationship with the girl as well. I was so heartbroken. I asked him a lot of whys.

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“Why did you do me dirty?”

“Why did you string me along all this while?”

“Why did you come for me knowing you have someone else? This is someone you dated since you were in school, but you pretended she didn’t exist when you met me.”

I broke things off after I spoke to him but I was shattered. Their wedding is this month. I can’t sleep. I cannot eat nor do anything. I am forced to go to work so my manager can monitor me because she fears I would harm myself.

My friends are also worried about me so they follow me around. I’ve become a shadow of myself. I would just sit there and start crying out of nowhere. I want to know what I did wrong. Why do men do this? Is it fun? Maybe I’m not good enough? Please, say something to calm me. My heart hurts.

—Animah   

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