We both agreed on no-sex-before-marriage right from the start and dated successfully for over a year. The temptation was strong but we matched it with equally strong will until late June she started making arguments for it. “Yeah, I used it to test you to know if indeed you wanted a relationship. You’ve passed. Let’s do it now.”

I said no.

“Or your thing doesn’t work that’s why you readily accepted it when I brought it up.”

She knew my thing was working. She had seen it rise with the morning sun before so that argument didn’t stand. She came back to say, “OK, let’s do it once and keep it clean again. I want to be rest assured that it’s working.”

Through it all, I thought she was being influenced by her friends and colleagues. I’m not a virgin. She told me she was. It was the reason I didn’t want to break her walls midway. I made her a promise, “I can see better days ahead. A year from today if we are not married, we’ll be very close to marriage. Hold the line. It will happen soon.”

That was June. In September I found out that she was pregnant.

When she was pushing for it and I didn’t agree, she broke up with me, telling people my gun couldn’t shoot to kill a mouse. I nearly succumbed to her pressure until she told me, “If you won’t do it, there are many men who are ready to do it. I’ll find one but I’m not coming back again.”

Even after that, I thought she was going to return at some point because what we had was that strong. She was pregnant for another man all that while and was looking for an opportunity to give the pregnancy to me. Even the guy she mentioned as responsible for the pregnancy hasn’t accepted responsibility yet. He says he did it only once and it happened so he’ll wait and do a DNA test.

This One Relationship Rule Has Save Me A Lot Of Trouble

It breaks my heart that this broke us apart but I’m happy I stood strong. I’m not usually that steadfast when it comes to situations like that but I don’t know what came over me. Maybe it was God. Maybe it was my mom’s spirit. Whatever that was, I’m happy I didn’t end up fathering another man’s child.

— Nana

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