تسجيل الدخولI have also learnt that not only husbands can be polygamous because men in relationships cheat on the their girlfriends claiming to be poligamous in nature and also have an Audacity to ask you to marry them with a promise that they would change after they have settled down and become a married man which turns out to be a very big fat and dirty lie..
I have been friends with Thelma gruesman for years and we have a lot in common, we share the same love for food , the same amount of hatred for cockroaches and spiders and most importantly we share an equal amount of love for paintings , movies and red velvet cakes but there was something we were extremely opposites at and that was our view of man . Thelma was male centered because she grew up with a mother who recently left her fourth marriage and is about to get into the fifth one . In our second year in college, on the first of September I had followed Thelma to William ‘s birthday party because they had just gotten back together after a one month break which happened because Thelma had checked his phone and found out he was cheating with a girl and had also shared a picture of his dick to two other girls . He had begged her with promises that he was going to be committed and loyal and with multiple texts saying he made a mistake and girls were throwing themselves at him. I personally advised Thelma not to forgive him but eventually she did after my numerous pieces of advice . The party was indeed a big one because Williams was popular in school and had planned to use the party as a medium of promoting his new song and a choreography that he learnt with his crews. We walked into the party and everywhere was hustling and buzzing with people dancing and singing and drinking and also playing games , this wasn’t my first party but I was surprised at the number of people that showed up , the numerous food options and an uncountable amount of light that was put in place for just a birthday. He immediately came to us and kissed his girlfriend and then waved at me. He definitely knew I had advised Thelma not to forgive him ,especially since he reached out to me so I could beg her and I told him I didn’t want a cheat for my friend . I was ready to sit alone and be on my phone because I knew Thelma wouldn’t really be with me since she and her lover would be in the spotlight. Thankfully I saw our other friends and decided to join them . As I sat with my other friends talking and gisting I looked around and realized Thelma wasn’t sitting where she was earlier but I didn’t worry too much about it because Williams wasn’t there either though i was concerned about one thing , I had seen her having drink dares with William’s friends and I knew her head doesn’t carry more than two cups of alcohol or two cans of beer , so I picked up my phone and dialed her number but she wasn’t answering, I stayed for a while before getting up to look for her . I searched the sitting room but couldn’t find her so I went upstairs to check if she was in any of the rooms , I checked rooms , found couples making out and doing nasty things then I went to the bathroom thinking I would find her at a corner throwing up but she was nowhere to be found I moved close to the next room and pushed the door open only to find William doing what someone in a relationship shouldn’t be doing . William was eating a girl out with his knees on the floor and the girl lying on the bed with her legs wide open and her upper body bare , her mini skirt coiled around her waist , when I saw the scene i immediately knew it wasn’t Thelma , I didn’t know if I would be happy of it was Thelma that was on the bed but seeing another girl there broke my heart because I knew she would be hurt even though I’d at a point say “ i told you so “ i was always right when it came to boys who would never be committed . William ate the girl out so good that she made sounds that sounded pleasurable to me , he spread her legs wider , went deeper in between her legs , I could notice how slimy her wetness was , he then moved up and sucked her breasts softly then increased his pace as he sucked her breasts he fingered her simultaneously. For a minute I forgot why I had stood there watching them , then suddenly I reached out to my pocket in search of my phone because since Thelma wasn’t here she needed an evidence to see that this wasn’t a mistake because he was engrossed into it that he didn’t even notice me standing by the door , I flipped to my camera then stopped halfway at a thought about why I should have a person’s sex tape in my phone .He was about to remove his pants when he noticed me standing by the door so he hurriedly moved away from the bed then that was the time I nodded my head knowing that he had seen me because William was such a sweet talker that he could lie he never kissed a girl if i Whad just told this story without him knowing I had seen him . I hurried downstairs and found Thelma sitting down “ Where have you been ? I have been looking everywhere for you “ I said to her with a hesitation in my voice . “ me too , I went to bring my gift packet from the vendor since he was delaying” Immediately William came downstairs and walked towards her then she offered the gifts she had bought for him which he collected without any shame or guilt . Our eyes met at intervals and I asked myself “ why do men love cheating ? And why must they cheat ? This isn’t a question I could answer and I’m absolutely not the first to ask it . I seen hundreds if not thousands of women on social media asking the same questions and telling their stories about how they were victims of cheating and abuse and I personally think that men with these tendencies could get diagnosed and get mental treatment.My Meeting with Thelma lasted for Hours , because it seemed like the more we talked the more she perceived me as someone who had suddenly become cynical about marriage but that was far from it , marriage is a good thing but it should be with the right person , I was giving my opinions because I knew Willian’s so well . I needed to make her understand that the term “ marriage “ gives more room for couples to have higher expectations, and many chances to learn so many things about each other that may not have been noticed before .In the course of my marriage I wasn’t the strong woman who never cried or broke down because of a man , it was actually the opposite, the difference was how I carried myself and covered my pains and stress in a different way . Being married to a cheating husband was exhausting. Somehow, I was always the one who felt ashamed of his actions. I worried about what people thought of me, whether they pitied me, and whether they secretly laughed at me for being the
It was a new day in my life as a divorcee who is trying so hard to achieve a lot of things that I would never have achieved as Nate Macdonald's wife.My hangout out with Thelma was scheduled to be by 1:pm and I was already sitting at our usual spot , the same Bistrow cafe that never gets old , Bistrow carries a lot of our memories but that’s not the best part , they make the best velvet cakes for us and for years it’s been our go-to . My instinct had told me earlier that Thelma would always be that type of friend who would claim to be held by traffic on her way to a meeting while she’s probably still at home trying to pick an outfit so I decided to arrive at the venue by 2:pm . It's 2:10 pm and Thelma was nowhere in sight but it didn’t surprise me but I kept looking at my watch anticipating her arrival soon . I sat by the window, sipping my coffee while scrolling through my phone, when I noticed a group of ladies at the far end of the cafe stealing glances at me. They kept whisperin
As a free woman , I am in the best position to be an activist for women’s rights , but before going fully into that , I wanted to increase my restaurant,when I was still married , I had less time to go to my restaurant and most of the time I avoided going there whenever I had a wound from my husbands beating or whenever I was emotionally down . Other days I spent my hours there , trying new recipes and overseeing the affairs of the management. I never had the opportunity to dream bigger about it , and even when brands called for deals I was mostly tied down by marriage affairs . It was around 11:am when I finally figured out what my starting point should be , so I set my camera ,tapped the record button, took a deep breath, and forced a small smile."Hello, everyone. It's been a really long time.but I paused, glancing at the screen before continuing."I know a lot of you have been asking questions about my marriage, especially since the news of my divorce became public. Some of you
I have learnt that the life I want for myself doesn’t exist yet , it can only exist if I’m able to create it and from this day on , I will start creating it , designing it and building it in a way that it best suits my taste , now I'm no longer a victim of men and their polygamous nature but a survivor who tells their stories .few weeks back i was a victim who mourned about lives challenges , life was giving me lemons and I was making nothing out of it , but now I’m currently on a journey of making lemonades out of life’s lemons .It was around 12 noon on a Friday , I had drafted the event I wanted for the day but the first thing on my list was going to see Nate Macdonald's to get my divorce papers signed , though I was mentally and physically free , I wanted to be legally and morally free from him though he had scarred me for life , I wanted to see him personally, I was going to look fucking hot while at it .I stood in front of the mirror for almost thirty minutes, studying the wom
I woke up with an aching head , slowly opened my eyes and realized I was in a hospital, immediately my sister screamed “ She is Awake !!” I turned and saw her, she moved towards me and hugged me so tight that I started feeling so much pain from the soreness of my body .“ It hurts “ I said with my voice muffled while I still tried to figure out what was going on I looked around the hospital room and immediately knew it was Elijah’s hospital, .Then slowly it dawned on me that I wasn’t back in time - on my wedding night , I was at the present day , the day I had fought and stabbed my husband.seeing how there were food items , clothes and extra mattress I knew I had been there for more than two days .My sister told me how she called me severally after I got off from the phone but he couldn’t reach me , she rushed over to my house and then found a lady in the house who had just called an ambulance, thankfully my husband and I were still breathing , she decided to take us to Elijah’s
I had imagined my wedding night would be nothing but blissful, I have had day- dreams about the day I will have sex for the first time and most importantly the day the love of my life would make love to me , especially as married couples.It was around 9pm that day , The dinner party had finally come to an end.After hours of laughter, champagne, music, and endless congratulations, my husband and I finally stepped out of the grand hotel, hand in hand. The night air felt cool against my skin as we made our way toward the sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom waiting for us outside.He opened the door for me, and I slipped into the back seat, lifting the hem of my wedding dress carefully. A few seconds later, he joined me, and the car pulled smoothly into the night.I rested my head against his shoulder as the city lights passed outside the window. For the first time all day, there were no cameras, no guests, no music, and no voices calling our names.When we finally arrived at our apartment,







