I had just completed senior high school when I met him. He told me he was a man of God. He said he was in love with me. He asked me to be his girlfriend. I was excited. He was, after all, a man of God. So I said yes. We dated for three months.

He was my everything. Before I met him I was a virgin. I was determined to keep myself for marriage. That’s why I was even eager to date a man of God. I thought we would be on the same page when it came to fornication. So imagine my disappointment when he started demanding sex.

I didn’t want to do it but he was persuasive. Eventually, I gave in. He was my first. In the third month of our relationship, I traveled for a week. While I was away, I had a conversation with him about his constant demands for shuperu. I told him it made me uncomfortable and he got upset.

When I returned his sister called me and said, “Bebe, for the past one week there has been a woman in my brother’s room. I don’t want to hide it from you.” I was shocked but I was also grateful to her.

I showed up at my boyfriend’s place unannounced. I met the lady and his absence. He had gone to church and had not returned yet. I didn’t want to leave and come back again so I waited for him. When he got home he ignored me as though I did not exist.

When I tried to get his attention, he stormed out of the house. That was when the lady got suspicious of us. I didn’t ask her any questions but on her own, she volunteered some information. She told me she was my boyfriend’s fiancée and that their wedding date was approaching.

When he returned, I tried to talk to him but he ignored me. The lady then went to lay their bed and then turned to me and said, “You came here to sleep with my husband so come and sleep with him and go. I’ve made the bed for you.” I expected this man to speak up for me but he didn’t. I expected him to tell his lady not to cheapen our love by comparing it to a casual fling but he didn’t.

I left his house hurt and broken. I felt betrayed and deceived. I texted him lots of nasty messages out of pain. Before the incident, some of the people close to him repeatedly told me he had a wife. When I asked him he said, “Of course not. Don’t be listening to bitter people spreading lies.” I said okay and believed him. It turned out those people were telling me the truth.

Although I was angry at him, I still loved him. So I regretted all the insulting messages I sent to him. I apologized for peace to reign but he ignored me. “Please, forgive me, and let’s work out our differences,” I begged him. He only continued to ignore me.

A year later, he came to Accra and asked me to visit him. I was happy for the opportunity to see him. I thought we would talk and give our relationship one more chance, so I went to see him. We ended up not talking at all. We only had shuperu. I easily gave myself to him because I still had feelings for him.

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After we parted ways he asked me, “Do you have a boyfriend?” I said yes and he acted disappointed. That same week he posted pictures of himself with a lady. The captions all had elements of love in them. I didn’t like what I saw so I blocked him. Besides, when I went to see him there were women’s stuff in his room. So I knew he had moved on.

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Two years ago he contacted me. “I have something important to tell you,” he pleaded, “Bebe, I want you back.” This time around, I didn’t give him my attention. On several occasions, I had seen him with a wedding ring. So how I could take him seriously?

Now, he’s seriously asking me to come back. My problem is, he has a daughter while I am also in a serious relationship with someone. I know I should focus on my current man but a part of me still loves my ex. I don’t know what to do. Should I give up everything for him again or I should let him go?

—Bebe

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