I had always believed that love could heal, protect, and last forever. Joshua Mwangi, my boyfriend of three years, had promised me loyalty, whispered sweet words of devotion, and convinced me that I was the center of his world. We had built dreams together in Kilimani, Nairobi, planning a future that I imagined would be filled with trust, joy, and commitment. I gave him my heart fully, without holding back, believing that his words and promises were as real as my feelings.
That night began like any other. We were attending a small gathering with friends at a private hall in Westlands, celebrating a colleague’s promotion. I thought we were simply going to enjoy the evening together. But as Joshua leaned in to talk to someone across the room, I noticed him standing far too close to another woman. My stomach twisted, a cold fear creeping through me. I tried to ignore it, convincing myself it was nothing. But moments later, he kissed her, openly and passionately, right there in front of me.…CONTINUE READING
