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
2 hrs 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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