I never imagined that betrayal could feel like a physical blow. Living in Nairobi’s Westlands, I had built a life I was proud of — a successful career, a loving home, and a circle of friends I believed I could trust. But everything began to unravel one evening, when I discovered that someone close to me had been plotting to destroy everything I had worked so hard for.
It started with small incidents — missed work deadlines I had never missed, miscommunications with clients, and subtle rumors that began spreading about my character. I initially dismissed these occurrences as coincidences or misunderstandings. But soon, the pattern became impossible to ignore. Something or someone was deliberately undermining me.…CONTINUE READING
