There is this ring i am putting on my finger as i speak right now, Let me tell you the story behind it.
Rewind to 22 of May, 2019. I wasn’t married to my husband then, just living with him, and, you know the rest…
He went to work, and I was alone in the house. I just got back from Turkey and we relocated back to Lagos, from Awka, Anambra state. Been living with him for more than a year, and there was no sign of marriage, as he was always reminding me of how scared he was of getting married.
On that fateful day, after thinking about my life, I parked my belongings, and was ready to leave his house. I told myself that I can’t continue living with a man and collecting preeeèeeèk without marriage, what if I get pregnànt? I am too fragile to be a single mother o, me that hasn’t finished taking care of myself.
I called him to come and drop me off, that I was ready to leave him. He was shocked, asked me where I was leaving to, I said mainland, he told me to give him till evening, so that he will finish for the day. I agreed and waited, patiently.
When he got back, he mentioned a place he saw at the mall in sangotedo, that I should follow him there first, before he will go drop me off, I insisted on putting my bag in the trunk of the car, he didn’t argue, even helped me carry the bag to the car.
When we got to the mall, he took me straight to pandora, and said he was passing by a few days before, and spotted the ring, that it would look good on my finger. I asked him if he was trying to engage me, he said I shouldn’t put a label on it, I should just wear it to remember him always, even after I leave him.
Smh . Men!
I accepted what looked exactly like an engagement ring, he wore it on my ‘married’, ring finger. On our way out of the mall, he told me he was having runny stomach, that we should quickly stop by at the house, I innocently agreed. When we got home, this man started sugàr talking my fragile heart, and I gave in again. I don’t know how I found myself on the bèď again, wearing a non marriage proposal ring, feeling very satisfied for no reason.
Few hours later, he went to bring my bag inside, and unpacked for me. I later officially became his wife, four months later, but it wasn’t easy for me to get here. The road was too long.
An only son that was afraid of marriage.
Rewind to 22 of May, 2019. I wasn’t married to my husband then, just living with him, and, you know the rest…
He went to work, and I was alone in the house. I just got back from Turkey and we relocated back to Lagos, from Awka, Anambra state. Been living with him for more than a year, and there was no sign of marriage, as he was always reminding me of how scared he was of getting married.
On that fateful day, after thinking about my life, I parked my belongings, and was ready to leave his house. I told myself that I can’t continue living with a man and collecting preeeèeeèk without marriage, what if I get pregnànt? I am too fragile to be a single mother o, me that hasn’t finished taking care of myself.
I called him to come and drop me off, that I was ready to leave him. He was shocked, asked me where I was leaving to, I said mainland, he told me to give him till evening, so that he will finish for the day. I agreed and waited, patiently.
When he got back, he mentioned a place he saw at the mall in sangotedo, that I should follow him there first, before he will go drop me off, I insisted on putting my bag in the trunk of the car, he didn’t argue, even helped me carry the bag to the car.
When we got to the mall, he took me straight to pandora, and said he was passing by a few days before, and spotted the ring, that it would look good on my finger. I asked him if he was trying to engage me, he said I shouldn’t put a label on it, I should just wear it to remember him always, even after I leave him.
Smh . Men!
I accepted what looked exactly like an engagement ring, he wore it on my ‘married’, ring finger. On our way out of the mall, he told me he was having runny stomach, that we should quickly stop by at the house, I innocently agreed. When we got home, this man started sugàr talking my fragile heart, and I gave in again. I don’t know how I found myself on the bèď again, wearing a non marriage proposal ring, feeling very satisfied for no reason.
Few hours later, he went to bring my bag inside, and unpacked for me. I later officially became his wife, four months later, but it wasn’t easy for me to get here. The road was too long.
An only son that was afraid of marriage.
There is this ring i am putting on my finger as i speak right now, Let me tell you the story behind it. 😂
Rewind to 22 of May, 2019. I wasn’t married to my husband then, just living with him, and, you know the rest… 😉
He went to work, and I was alone in the house. I just got back from Turkey and we relocated back to Lagos, from Awka, Anambra state. Been living with him for more than a year, and there was no sign of marriage, as he was always reminding me of how scared he was of getting married. 🙄
On that fateful day, after thinking about my life, I parked my belongings, and was ready to leave his house. I told myself that I can’t continue living with a man and collecting preeeèeeèk without marriage, what if I get pregnànt? I am too fragile to be a single mother o, me that hasn’t finished taking care of myself. 😂
I called him to come and drop me off, that I was ready to leave him. He was shocked, asked me where I was leaving to, I said mainland, he told me to give him till evening, so that he will finish for the day. I agreed and waited, patiently.
When he got back, he mentioned a place he saw at the mall in sangotedo, that I should follow him there first, before he will go drop me off, I insisted on putting my bag in the trunk of the car, he didn’t argue, even helped me carry the bag to the car. 😂
When we got to the mall, he took me straight to pandora, and said he was passing by a few days before, and spotted the ring, that it would look good on my finger. 😮 I asked him if he was trying to engage me, he said I shouldn’t put a label on it, I should just wear it to remember him always, even after I leave him. 😒
Smh 🤦♀️. Men!
I accepted what looked exactly like an engagement ring, he wore it on my ‘married’, ring finger. On our way out of the mall, he told me he was having runny stomach, that we should quickly stop by at the house, I innocently agreed. When we got home, this man started sugàr talking my fragile heart, and I gave in again. I don’t know how I found myself on the bèď again, wearing a non marriage proposal ring, feeling very satisfied for no reason. 😂
Few hours later, he went to bring my bag inside, and unpacked for me. 😫 I later officially became his wife, four months later, but it wasn’t easy for me to get here. The road was too long. 😂
An only son that was afraid of marriage. 🤦♀️
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