He came to my house with three white eggs and a little bottle he said contained gin. He entered, sat down, and placed the eggs on the center table. He told me, “You said Kobby is nothing to you, right? And last night when I saw you two, you said nothing happened, right?”

I nodded my head.

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He continued, “Let’s make it easy. Take one egg, swear on it, and smash it. You’ll repeat until the eggs are finished. You’ll swear that if there’s something amorous going on between you and Kobby, you should run mad and go naked on the street for everyone to see your shame. After that, we’ll pour the gin to consolidate the curse.”

Kobby has been there even before our relationship started. At one point, he expressed interest in me and I said no because I saw him as more of a friend than someone I could be romantically engaged with. He didn’t push for me to fall in love with him. He only said, “Time will tell,” and for over a year, time didn’t tell any tales of love between us.

He accepted his position in my life as a friend, and then my current boyfriend, Enoch, came along. I liked him instantly, so I didn’t even play hard to get. I said yes that very day and the next day I was in his bed. Enoch was such a great guy but full of insecurities. I told him about Kobby. I didn’t even tell him Kobby once proposed. All I said was, “He’s a great friend who has been there for me all these years.”

He responded, “Then I’m here now. I can be with you through everything so you wouldn’t need him.”

In a way, he was telling me to let Kobby out of my life. It wasn’t possible, but I reduced the times I saw Kobby. I created boundaries and explained to Kobby why I had to do that. He was hurt but he understood.

Kobby called while Enoch was around. Enoch answered the call and was very disrespectful to Kobby. I got angry. I told him he had no right to talk to my friends like that. He concluded I was seeing Kobby, which was the reason I was angry about the way he talked to him. We fought over it but later resolved the issues.

I cut Kobby off until his mother died. I knew the woman. She was so kind to me, so her death affected me deeply. I went to see Kobby and offered my condolences. My boyfriend found out and asked why I went there alone when I could have gone with him. “It’s a funeral. We can both send our condolences.”

One evening, Kobby had come around to talk about the funeral challenges because he needed someone to talk to. On my way to see him off, I saw my boyfriend coming. He stopped, stared at us for a few seconds, and drove off. Kobby went away so I could attend to him, but Enoch sped off and left me there.

Only for him to appear with three white eggs and a bottle of gin for me to swear on. I looked at the items and smiled. He said, “I’m not joking. This is the only way I’ll believe your explanation.”

I picked up the three eggs and stepped out with him. Right in front of my door, I did exactly what he asked me to do. He smiled, obviously content that I had done it to assuage his fears. I asked him to wait while I went inside and brought one egg from my fridge. I gave it to him and said, “You’ll also do the same thing. One egg is enough for me. If you’ve never cheated on me since we started dating, smash the egg.”

He said, stuttering, “Why are you making it about me?”

I told him it was because I also had doubts. He started explaining, asking me if I’d ever seen him in a position that showed he was cheating. We stood there arguing for several minutes; this guy couldn’t smash the egg. I smashed three to prove my innocence. He couldn’t smash just one.

The relationship was over.

It was over that very moment he drove away with my egg, playing and teasing that he was going to cook it and eat it. The breakup message was on his phone even before he got to wherever he was going. It wasn’t so much about what he made me do. He was suffocating my existence. I told myself I wouldn’t be able to live my life with a man who carried a bag of insecurities and wore suspicion like a gown.

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When he came around because I wouldn’t pick up his calls, I made him stand outside my door and told him I would only let him in if he could also smash an egg. He couldn’t. That was how we came to an end.

—Barbie

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