I stopped talking about marriage with my girlfriend in January 2026. Every time I brought it up, she brushed it off like it was nothing, like it didn’t matter. We had been dating for close to a year by then, and I wanted her to know my stance. I wasn’t just here to pass time. But she didn’t look interested, so I stopped. I gave her a timeline and warned her. “Don’t say I lied to you when you start talking about marriage and I act indifferent toward it.”

She is five years older than me, but I don’t look my age and I don’t act it either. You would never guess unless I told you. It has never been an issue between us, not once.

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Then I noticed a guy around her, hovering, swooning over her. She told me they were just friends. “We are only friends. Nothing more, nothing less. Never had a relationship with him, never anything sexual.” Her words settled my jealous heart. I believed her.

I started checking her phone after I saw a post on Jodel encouraging people in relationships to check their partner’s phone. It wasn’t something that ever occurred to me before. I am clean on my side, and I expect the same honesty from my partner. But the hideous testimonies people shared, the things they discovered when they finally checked, pushed me to do the same.

That day, I left work early and went to her house unannounced. I asked to see her phone. I bought that phone for her in February, an iPhone 11 Pro Max, so she could drop her yam phone and use something more sophisticated for pictures and videos.

I went through it thoroughly. I checked the various apps, even the calculator. My last stop was WhatsApp. I checked the call logs and saw the minutes each call lasted. Some were three hours. Some two hours. The least was an hour. My suspicion rose, so I checked her chats with that number.

It was the guy she told me not to worry about. He is abroad now, and their entire conversation was sexual. She was telling him they could get caught when he was back and fresh in town. They recounted their past encounters, what went wrong between them, all of it. She blamed him for how things went south. “You just disappeared overnight. That’s how you missed the right opportunity.” He replied, “I left because you chose your other boyfriend.” They were referring to me.

She didn’t have anything to say when I questioned her. Not a single word. I threw questions at her, and she just watched me answer them myself. It got frustrating, so I went home with my office bag somewhere and my heart in my hands. Sleep was far away from me. I turned and turned, and when I still couldn’t sleep, I went back to her place. I needed answers before my troubled heart could find any calm.

Now she had a mouth to talk. She denied everything I saw. She twisted it this way and that, saying I didn’t see it well. “Madam, I saw everything. Are you saying I am hallucinating?” “I am not,” she said. “I am saying you didn’t see it well. See…” She handed me the phone, but she had already deleted every sensitive conversation with the guy. I didn’t export the chat, so there went my evidence.

But I cloned her phone that evening. And I saw that she had reported herself to her best friend. Her best friend told her exactly what to do. “Archive the chats and change his name to something so that he won’t even suspect a thing.” And she did it.

The last time I went through her chats, it still looked the same. She is still chatting up the man, still talking, still making those long hideous calls.

I send my girl internet bundles every week, but she complains that it is not enough whenever I suggest we have a video call. I don’t see her telling the other guy this.

Now she has started raging about marriage. She talks about kids with light and love in her eyes, especially after her sister’s wedding. She tells me, “I am ready to settle down.” She shows me wedding gowns, songs she will walk down the aisle to, the colours of our wedding. She is deeply enthused about marriage. I don’t know where this change of mind is coming from. This is something I stopped talking about in January, and now she is the one bringing it up.

Her elder sister is a good friend of mine. She is encouraging me to do what men do and pin her down already. She doesn’t know about any of this. I have thought of telling her, so that when I break her heart into tiny little pieces she cannot pick up, no one, including her, will say I am a scam. They will not accuse me of the very thing people have already accused brotherhood of.

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I can forgive her. But nothing scares me more than finding out I am being cheated on in a marriage that is supposed to unite us. Nothing can ever make me recover from such a heartbreak if I find it inside a marriage. So I am choosing myself now. I have poured my energy into her. I love her. But she has made her choice already, and I will not be the one left holding broken pieces.

—Richmond
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