I don't know which hurt more. The silence or the lies.
We dated for two years. He prayed with me, fasted with me, even came to see my parents. I thought he was the one. He told me, ''You're my answered prayer.''
One night in April, he took me out, held my hands across the table, and proposed. I cried and said yes. He smiled and said, ''We'll fix a date soon. ''We took pictures. I posted it on my WhatsApp status. He told me to keep it low-key.
Three weeks later, I woke up to over 14 messages from friends. ''Is this not Emeka?'' One of them asked.
It was his wedding pictures. But not with me. With another woman.
I thought it was a prank. Until I opened her Instagram. Her caption said, ''Married to my best friend.''
I froze. My hands were shaking. I checked again. It was real. They were truly married.
He blocked me on everything. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence.
Till today, I still wonder what I did wrong. Was I just a rehearsal for the main show?
I'm healing. Slowly. But some nights, the pain still comes back like it never left.
Vicky
59 days agoI don't know which hurt more. The silence or the lies.
We dated for two years. He prayed with me, fasted with me, even came to see my parents. I thought he was the one. He told me, ''You're my answered prayer.''
One night in April, he took me out, held my hands across the table, and proposed. I cried and said yes. He smiled and said, ''We'll fix a date soon. ''We took pictures. I posted it on my WhatsApp status. He told me to keep it low-key.
Three weeks later, I woke up to over 14 messages from friends. ''Is this not Emeka?'' One of them asked.
It was his wedding pictures. But not with me. With another woman.
I thought it was a prank. Until I opened her Instagram. Her caption said, ''Married to my best friend.''
I froze. My hands were shaking. I checked again. It was real. They were truly married.
He blocked me on everything. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence.
Till today, I still wonder what I did wrong. Was I just a rehearsal for the main show?
I'm healing. Slowly. But some nights, the pain still comes back like it never left.
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