There was this pretty girl I
fell in love with in our neighbourhood, she was the only child of her parents.
The mother knew of our relationship but always begged me not to have any sexual
relationship with her daughter. The advice even got to an embarrassing stage at
a point. She made me swear an oath that I would not touch her until our wedding
night.
After completing my studies,
I went for the mandatory one year National Youth
Service. Fortunately for us, my girl also gained admission into a Polytechnic. I learnt she suddenly got pregnant. On hearing this, my world seemed collapsed. A friend even sent a picture of her in protruding belly to my phone.
Service. Fortunately for us, my girl also gained admission into a Polytechnic. I learnt she suddenly got pregnant. On hearing this, my world seemed collapsed. A friend even sent a picture of her in protruding belly to my phone.
She gave birth to a baby
girl, but the guy whom she claimed impregnated her refused paternity. Her
mother had been sending emissaries to me of late that I should forgive her and
take my lover back.
Aunty Meg, what should I do?
---- Shadrack.
Shedrack,
My answer to your question
is like this. An elder once told me that giving your enemy another chance in a
precarious situation was like providing him/her another bullet to kill you
after missing at the first attempt. Therefore instead of wasting your time on
this abandoned vessel, why don’t you look for your own wife elsewhere? If the
guy who impregnated her had accepted paternity, would she still have come back
to you? Wake up Shadrack.
__ Aunty Meg
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