Before you start judging, hear me out.

Before you start judging, hear me out. My husband got another man to impregnate me and left me to my fate. I might also have a fault. We met in Uni and how we met was even funny. That night, I had gone to the club with my friends and at the other end of the club were these guys. Having fun with women, spraying money lavishly, having girls grind them, drinking, smoking, what people might term having the best time of their lives. My soon to be boyfriend was also among them and I honestly think it should have been from that moment that I should have known he wasn't a serious person. I stepped out of the club to use the toilet downstairs and upon coming out, I bumped into this guy at the entrance of the toilet. He was a bit tipsy so he didn't even know where he was. I pointed him in the direction that the male toilet was and he staggered away. I went back upstairs to be with my girls and a few minutes later, this guy comes in and I see that he's among the guys having "the best time of their lives" and I was like "abajo" me I sha continued partying but this young man's stare never left me. He had his gaze so fixated on me I started feeling uncomfortable. Thank God it was time to go home. The very next day, I saw this guy. Apparently, he is a student in my faculty but in another department. I saw better that he was even a fine boy, club lights didn't do justice to his face. The moment he saw me, he didn't hesitate to come and talk. It felt like we've known each other with the little conversation we had at our faculty basement. We exchanged contacts, started talking everyday, graduated to talking stage, then we finally moved up the ladder to relationship. I thought I was now happy o, not knowing my sorrows had just started. In the first months of our relationship, I started noticing strange things. The first thing I found out was that the money he claimed to have was audio money. I had more money than him. Nigga was poorer than a church rat. I know you would ask how I didn't find out during the talking stage, this is the story to that. Anytime I had to go visit him, he would beg his roommates to excuse us, then arrange the room very neatly giving the vibe of him living alone. I have never mentioned that I wanted to sleep over and he has never asked that I do. And this was because I didn't see the need to sleep over at a talking stage's house, but when we started dating I mentioned it And he was just giving foolish foolish excuses as to why I can't sleep over. I thought he was cheating so I threatened to break up which was what made him come out plain. He was also in a lot of debts, palmpay, opay, fair money, every loan app you can think of. It was from one of these loan apps that he got the iPhone 13 he was using to deceive girls up and down. Apparently he was looking for a girl to depend on because his friends were tired of him. I loved him, genuinely so I tolerated his poor situation, love before money type shii 😂 we were together for a year plus and I would cook for him, help him buy a few school materials that I could, buy him clothes, even give him money. The only thing he had to do was love me genuinely in return. Hell was let loose when I found out that my boyfriend had another girlfriend who he was taking care of in one other department. Mumu, no dey call mumu.