On Vals’ night, my husband sent me a nude photo. Everything showed I wasn’t the one he was sending to.

We dated for three years before marriage but sending nudes wasn’t part of our language. We could talk about a lot of crazy things but we didn’t get to a point where we sent nudes. He never asked for one and I never asked for one too.

We’ve been married for four years. I haven’t done or said anything to suggest that I would love it if he sent one.

I was attending a church program in the evening. It was supposed to be for couples in our church but he decided not to go. Around 9 p.m., I received a WhatsApp message from him. When I opened it, it was a photo. Once I saw the thumbnail, I knew what it was so I quickly shut down the app so the person next to me does not see it.

I went out to check, lo and behold, my husband’s thing was up and hard in the photo. He captioned it, “Hey babe, I hope you like it.”

He doesn’t call me babe, not even when we were dating. My mind started racing but I decided to play along. I responded, “Thank you very much. I wasn’t expecting this kind of Valentine’s Day gift.” He read the message but didn’t respond.

I couldn’t pray and couldn’t follow the service. All evening I was thinking. Who could this girl be? And why is my husband displaying our marital property to the world?”

He was sleeping when I got home. I didn’t wake him up. In the morning, I asked him, “So what came over you that you sent me that photo? You knew I was in church?” He answered, “I was trying to get you to run home since I was missing you but you didn’t come so it’s OK.”

He was uneasy. He couldn’t look me in the eye while talking to me. His usual smiles were off. He acted jumpy. When I tried to bring it up again, he shut me off, “It’s ok. What I wanted didn’t happen. Let’s not talk about it again.”

The whole thing sounds weird and uncomfortable for me, thinking it wasn’t for me but not being able to address it from that angle. Maybe I’m wrong but…

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He doesn’t call me babe! Isn’t that enough evidence to know it wasn’t for me? Or I’m overthinking? The next time I talk about it, I want to ask him to be honest and tell me the truth but before that, I want to know if I have enough reasons to suspect him. Please tell me something.

—Obaa   

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