My name is Kariuki, and for years, I believed in the promises of love. When I married Wanjiku, she swore to be with me through thick and thin. We dreamed together, laughed together, and built a home filled with hope. I trusted her with my heart, my future, and my dreams. I never imagined that one night could shatter everything I had believed about love.
It happened unexpectedly. Wanjiku had gone out for what she said was a late-night meeting with her colleagues. I trusted her, as I always had. But that night, I couldn’t shake a feeling of unease. When she finally returned home, her demeanor was different—distant, anxious, and strangely secretive. I asked her about the meeting, and she brushed it off, insisting everything was fine. I wanted to believe her, so I did, though a small seed of doubt had been planted.…CONTINUE READING
