I and my baby mama have been together for almost five years. The first year was magic. We had the best of each other. Laughter, love, and a bond that felt unbreakable. But then I cheated. And she did the same too. We tried to patch things up, and though we moved past it, the relationship has never truly recovered. It has been shaky ever since.

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Lately, she has been hiding things from me. I always find out, but instead of confronting her like before, I have chosen to stay quiet. I just look at her with one eye, like I do not care. We are not in a good place, but it is not completely broken either. Just hanging by a thread.

And you know how it goes. When a relationship starts to lose its spark, other things begin to creep in.

Here we go, as Fabrizio Romano would say.

At my workplace, there is this beautiful young married woman in her early thirties. She is four years older than me, but that does not matter. What matters is the way she looks at me. You should see it. The way she talks to me. The way she listens. The way she makes me feel seen.

She has been having marital issues for years. She confided in me. And I have been pitying her. Because honestly, which man would mess up this kind of beauty?

For over three weeks now, I and my baby mama have not checked on each other. No calls. No texts. And strangely, I am not even bothered. I do not care. That silence has made room for something else.

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The spark between me and this married woman is growing. She is pushing for more. She wants to take this friendship to another level. And truth be told, it dey sweet me somehow. I have been admiring her for a while. My mind is choked with thoughts of her. She is everywhere. In my head, in my daydreams, in my quiet moments. Even in my dreams, she is there.

I have done the needful. I have told her to focus on fixing things with her husband. I have advised her to fight for her marriage. But she turned me down. She said she is tired. She said she wants something new. Something real. And that something is me.

Now I am falling for her. I have fallen down flat. And I do not know what to do. Because she is someone’s wife.

We have not crossed any lines yet. Nothing nasty, as many might think. But the tension is there. And the pressure is getting worser. The temptation is real. And the line between emotional connection and physical desire is getting thinner by the day.

I am stuck between a fading relationship and a forbidden flame. Between loyalty and longing. Between what I know is right and what my heart is starting to crave.

—Oti

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