When I first met Lydia, I believed I had found the woman of my dreams. She was beautiful, soft-spoken, and seemed to love me deeply. For three years, we built our life together in a small one-bedroom apartment in Nairobi. We did not have much, but we had each other. I worked hard every day to provide, believing that one day our sacrifices would pay off.
Things started changing when she got a job at a hotel in the city. Suddenly, she became distant and too busy to even have dinner with me. I could sense something was wrong, but I never imagined she would betray me. One evening, she came home and coldly told me she was leaving. She said she had met a man who could give her the life she deserved. Before I could say a word, she packed her bags and walked out.…CONTINUE READING
