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I received overwhelming support from everyone who commented when my story was published. That I wasn’t being unreasonable. That I should be careful. That I shouldn’t assume but instead stick to my plan until he proposes. That I should leave before it was too late. I loved what everyone said but I still couldn’t leave him.

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I had come to love him so much I thought I should help him see the best in me so he could eventually propose.

One day I told him a guy had proposed to me and I thought the guy was my spec. He asked if I had accepted the proposal and I said, “Not yet. I’m studying him for a while and will decide if he’s worth my time.” He retorted, “Studying who? Have you finished studying me that you would go and study someone else?”

The question took me aback but I responded quickly, “I’ve known you for a long while now. What’s there to study that I haven’t studied? I could write an exam on you and get an A+. I only have to write that you’re indecisive and I’ll get all the marks.”

For some reason, that day he spoke to me in a way that gave me hope that he indeed loved me but was unsure about me. He said, “Love is not a sprint you ought to run in under nine seconds. Love takes time and I’m shocked you said you’ve finished studying me. I haven’t. There’s more to you and I’m willing to get to the bottom.”

I said, “Awww so why haven’t you told me this all this while? I wouldn’t have pressured you in any way. You have all the time to study me but don’t take forever.”

One month later, nothing happened. I would go to his place and cook his favorite meal so we could eat together because his favorite was my favorite too. Even when he didn’t give me any money, I did it willingly and from the heart because I got to eat it with him. Two months later, I still didn’t hear a word but he still tried to kiss or touch me in a way I felt wasn’t appropriate.

I decided I was playing with fire and had to leave before it burned me. I started withdrawing. I stopped doing everything I was doing for him so he could notice the difference and ask why. He did. “Is it still about the proposal? You know I love you so why are you behaving this way?” I answered, “It’s not about the proposal but I don’t want to drag you into temptation.”

Around March last year, I met Enoch. Just after two weeks of meeting me, he proposed to me. That was too quick so I told him to give me time to think about it.

I didn’t tell Eric there was an Enoch. I was watching Enoch and also comparing him to Eric. Just within a few weeks, Enoch was able to flood my life with his presence so much that I pushed the thought of Eric to the background. I went two days without talking to Eric and I didn’t even notice. I said to myself, “Enoch it is. He has proposed because he’s sure about me. And he has been present in my life every passing day.”

So that evening when we were talking on the phone, I accepted his proposal. He said, “Did you tell your father you were coming to accept my proposal?” I laughed. “What has my father got to do with it?” I asked. He answered, “He has to know because we are getting married soon.”

Jokes, I thought.

A few days later, Eric appeared from the archives where I’d kept him. He said, “Now I’m sure about you. These few weeks that you’ve been playing disappearing act in my life have made me realize how much I rely on you for emotional stability. You won. Yes, let’s begin a relationship today.”

Right after saying that he leaned in for a kiss. I pulled away. I told him, “If you had come a few days earlier, the story would have been different. I said yes to another man a few days ago. I’m sorry.”

Jokes, he thought.

He laughed and asked me to stop joking. It took him days to get it. When he finally did, he told me I didn’t love him enough because if I had, I would have said yes to his advances long ago. I asked him, “Yes to what? Yes to nothing?”

I was with him every day and spent time cooking and eating with him but he never lifted a finger for me. When he finally realized I had said yes to Enoch, he put up a spirited fight to get me back. He called himself the proverbial bad healer who had been able to stay with the sick person until the real healer came to heal them. He said, “Maybe I wasn’t able to heal you but the fact that I stuck with you all this while deserves some credit.”

I didn’t need to tell Enoch about him but it got to a point I felt he was becoming a threat to my relationship with Enoch so I opened up to Enoch. “Do you need me to talk to him?” Enoch asked me. I answered, “You don’t have to. I only need you to know but believe me, I will handle it.”

Enoch wasn’t joking when he said my father had to know. Before my birthday in June 2024, he met my parents. I introduced him as my boyfriend but he told them, “If you give us your blessing, we’ll marry before the year ends.” My dad got up, “You have it,” he screamed. “Who are we to say no.”

We couldn’t marry before the end of 2024 but in April 2025, we tied the knot in the presence of the Lord, friends and family, and we’ve been happy since.

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Eric? I don’t remember when he finally disappeared but one day we had a conversation but didn’t know it was going to be our last conversation. I don’t remember how that conversation ended and our last words to each other but he disappeared one day and didn’t come back. I’m sure by this time he knows I’m married. I pray for him that whatever he didn’t see in me, he should see it quickly in the next one. He’s not a bad person. He was just a man who wasn’t sure.

—Annette

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