By Godwin Nkasi

My love journey, especially in Lagos, has not been so beautiful, but we move. 

In 2019, I fell in love with a young businessman, and we were like love birds from heaven. We went on for a year or so. We rented an apartment together, opened a joint account, had plans to set up a business together, and did a lot together. My family knew him as my very good friend.

We got going until we had an issue, so we took a break, and then he left the house somewhere else. I remained at home, but I was more hurt because I was more emotional. I was losing weight but couldn’t eat properly, so I had to beckon a friend to stay with me to help me cope, and this worked to an extent. But something happened along the way. 

My then-partner decided to come back home, and my friend, whom I had invited, asked to go back, but I begged him not to go back, at least not so soon. Now, my then-partner and friend had established that they do not like themselves. But, lol, those were just mere words and initial reactions.

It happened that both of them started having sexual affairs, and I saw it. I confronted both of them logically, and they both agreed to stop. My brothers and sisters, hmm, it grew worse, to the point that my then-partner approached me one day and announced that he was now dating my friend.

I was lost in thoughts, and I almost ran mad. The troubling part is that I had to stay in that house for four more months, seeing both of them do what my then-partner and I did while in a relationship. This trauma lived with me for a while. I am better now, after two years, and in a lovely relationship.