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Earlier this year, I found out I was pregnant, and he assured me that he would leave his wife and two kids for me. I never believed him. Like, my life was just making sense. I was beginning to see the beauty of being chosen. Finally, in February, he left his family, and we relocated to Abuja. His love for me never changed. I was living in thanksgiving because I was having a "soft life." My lover promised to come see my people very soon.
Fast forward to the month of April, I lost my pregnancy. I was in the bedroom having my bed when suddenly I slept. I was rushed to the hospital, and the doctor broke the news to us. We got discharged from the hospital. When we got home, I started behaving strangely. Before my lover would come back, I had used scissors to cut my hair. My BIC results? I destroyed them. The television? I also destroyed it. My lover became worried. He called my junior brother to come and see me. Immediately my brother came, my lover traveled. He left me and my brother. Even my brother was scared of my behavior. One month later, we got a knock. It was from the lawyer of the building we rented. He told my brother and me that the house was due. How? He said my lover paid for only three months because the real owner of the house would call me next month. It was an agreement between the lawyer and my lover. I called him, but I found out that he had blocked me. My brother and I left the house, and I was taken to the village. My mom has been taking me to churches for deliverance. I am gradually getting myself.
Right now, I heard my lover has reconciled with his wife. I owe his wife an apology for making her husband abandon her. Now, my life is going down. You think? You think? You just realized it. Guys, drop your advice in the comment section.
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