He followed me for one year before I agreed to be his girlfriend. I was in school and didn’t want to be distracted. I told him and he said he would wait. We kept in touch until I finally completed and said yes to him. He was visiting me every day but I didn’t know his house. One day he took me to his house and the house looked too busy to be a house for just a person. I saw baby things around. I saw a woman’s things around too. He said he was living with her elder sister.

“I want to meet her,” I told him.

He agreed but kept postponing until I told him, “I smell something fishy. Until I meet your sister, I’m not going to continue with this.”

He confessed that the lady was his baby mama but they were not doing anything. She came to live with him a month ago because she had an issue where she was living. I screamed, “Eiii, and you want me to believe this? Why didn’t you tell me you had a child?”

He said a lot of things that didn’t make sense. I told him, “I want to meet your baby mama. I want to hear her side of the story.” He agreed but kept postponing the date to meet the lady. When I told him it was over, he came to my place with a lady who was carrying a baby. He said, “She decided to come over and tell you the story herself.”

Something didn’t look right. The sound of it was not believable. The lady said a lot of things. How he was good and why she was living with him. I nodded and thanked the lady for coming. Days later I went to his house unannounced to see another woman breastfeeding a child. When he saw me he jolted. “What are you doing here?”

He held my hand and started leading me away. I asked the lady, “Are you the wife?” She looked at me wondering why I was asking that. She didn’t talk but I got the message. I warned him not to ever come around me again. He came a week later saying, “If she was my wife or anything, she would have told you when you asked. She’s gone, let’s do it again.”

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I nearly slapped sense into him. He’s out of my life but I’m wondering, how far would men not go? How far?

—Juliet

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