MY WEDDING NIGHT

EPISODE 7

"Well I never knew he was engaged to any woman, seriously I thought all the ladies he played were just flings" I murmured.
"that's not the problem" he continued, breathing deeply. "the lady in question is currently in Nigeria & was among the people that came into the country with your husband's family & equally
was present at the house when the crime was committed" he explained, while I stared at him
with a little hope. "that isn't bad news, is it?. The lady definitely
killed him. She had the motive & opportunity. Unbelievable" I poured out desperately but the
detective simply shrugged.
"yes she has the motive & opportunity, but we can't just arrest her without a strong reason. All I can do is to invite her for a little questioning & equally pray she doesn't lawyer up" he answered, breaking my worn out spirit.
"however, we are still matching the DNA stuff we got from the scene & your husband's body.
I believe something positive will come out of it, but my only problem is that my superiors are
putting much weight & interest in this case. They are pushing for closure & speedy trial which really will put you up as the scapegoat, if you are to be dragged to court without me finishing my investigations. You really need to
pray my dear. You know how bad our Judicial system can be, moreover the Americans want
you to hang" he concluded, while my heart froze.
I instantly fell, collapsing on the floor within seconds....
I fainted.
I soon regained myself to see two female police officers & Nancy by my side. Detective Jeremiah stood a distance away, watching me
with great interest.
"hope you have eaten today?" one of the female officers asked me.
"yea" i nodded, breathing heavily.
"you have to get a grip of yourself if you ever want to win this case. You got to be strong. Esther Hardey will be here in few minutes for questioning" the Detective said to me.
"please i want to be present when she's being questioned. I want to see her face" i begged weakly.
"no i can't do that, i have already broken a lot of protocols for you" he answered quickly.
"I beg of you. Remember we are talking about my husband's murder. Help a widow" i pushed
passionately. He breathed deeply & shrugged.
"i hope i don't get fired for all i'm doing for you. Well you have to freshen up first, secondly you
must promise not to say a word to the lady when you meet her" he said seriously.
"oh yes, i promise not to say a word" i answered, while he smiled & left.
"the detective is a wonderful man. He will help you out" the second female cop said to me, nodding with a smile.
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After freshening up in one of the bathrooms, I was led to the detective's office, where I sat &
waited for the so called Esther Hardey to show up.
She showed up precisely ten minutes later with the

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Anyways, we are still running DNA tests which will help us put more things together" he concluded, while I sighed with desperation.
"C'mon can't you just drill the woman that was spotted at the scene instead of wasting the time
we don't have. Who is the woman, who is she?" I asked curiously. The officer shrugged.
"the security man, unfortunately, couldn't identify her. According to him all the white women in the
house that night looked the same to him" he answered, shook hands with my brother & left.
My father came forward & stared at me for some seconds, tears blinding his vision
"I'm going to the village today. I'm going to visit the only living soothsayer in our clan. He can
reveal the murderer for us" he informed me slowly. I couldn't believe my ears.
"dad no! you can't do that. You can't abandon your Christian belief for my sake. You are a strong Catholic dad. It hasn't gotten to that" I pleaded.
"I can't sit, watch & do nothing. Your mother barely managed to survive the night. I must do
something, I'm still the head & protector of my family" he said strongly. I bit my lips & looked
at my brother for support, but all he did was just shrug.

It was obvious they had all agreed on it before visiting me.

"You have to hold on tight dear, we are getting you out in no time. The detective promised to give you special treatment. So just hold on for a little longer" my brother begged before leaving with my dad.

However, my day never had a dull moment because soon after they left, two of my colleagues came to see me as if they cared. I already knew they simply came to confirm things with their eyes, but that's one of the things in life we have no control over. No matter what we do, we must have haters, we must have people who pretend to care & we also must have people whose only motive is to bring you down.

Later in the afternoon, my friend Nancy also came to see me. It really was painful receiving such visits in a police cell.

Yea you guys should just for a moment reflect how it feels to be receiving your friends &colleagues, days after your wedding in a police cell. Horrible isn't it??.

Nancy shed real tears on seeing me, her face colored deeply. The shock in her very apparent.

"I heard Rumours, I never believed until this very moment," she said quietly. I swallowed hard and

nodded.

Nancy was my old time pal. We attended the same university, stayed in the same hostel and
did our Nysc the same time, though in different states.
Her parents were a bit wealthy and lived in the capital city. She returned to live with them
after Nysc while I came over to live with my brother. However, I was fortunate to get a good
job while she managed a little teaching job in her neighborhood. We still remained very close even after we disagreed over Damian. She was of the opinion that I was being overly ambitious, insisting that I was throwing away my life for
money. I guess she was right? but she merely objected to my relationship with Damian simply
because I dropped my young boyfriend whom she much preferred, in order to move on with Damian.
Yeah, Justice was the boy's name, we were age mates and equally served {NYSC} the same time.
He was a good kid but C'mon I couldn't waste my future by waiting for him. He was even yet to get a job until the very moment I landed in the police cell.
Justice had a lot to do before thinking of settling down and I couldn't take the risk of waiting for him. At least I was good enough to keep him till
we rounded up with NYSC unlike some of my course mates who dumped their boyfriends to
get married in their final year.
"Damian brought only trouble just like I feared. My God this is a terrible Nightmare" Nancy
sobbed. I simply stared at her, not knowing what to say. But just that exact second, Detective Jeremiah showed up with a dark smile.
"You may not like the news I bear" he announced and came forward while I almost fainted with fear.... I couldn't bear taking another bad news.
"officer I'm all ears, tell me the news you bear," I asked with fear. The detective threw a swift look
at Nancy who shifted uneasily.
"Well I don't think now it's a good time. It's something private" he replied, forcing me to smile quickly.
"Nancy is like a sister to me. She knows almost everything about me. You can say anything in her presence" I urged him nervously.
"Esther Hardey" he instantly called out, searching my face for any reaction. But the name he mentioned only drew me into another pit of confusion. The name sounded so strange and
unfamiliar.
"I don't understand, I haven't heard such name anywhere" I breathed with confusion.
"that's the name of your husband's fiancee. A white lady he was supposed to marry. The lady
he left to marry you in order to fulfill the promise he made to you" he explained. A cold shiver
instantly ran down my spine.
"so are you insinuating that Damian married me just to fulfill a promise?" I asked sadly,

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MY WEDDING NIGHT

EPISODE 5

Don't tell me it was love, I have reason to believe something else was involved, even after the
threats and reports you got, never for a moment did you guys quarrel. Please don't use the love
bullshit on me. I need the truth?" he pushed on seriously.
There wasn't any doubt the officer did a good background check on me but digging deep into my relationship with Damian was only going to deteriorate matters for me. Some things are better left buried & unsaid but looking at his
eyes, i saw curiousity & eagerness to know all about the hidden truth..
"seriously i don't think things that happened when we were dating has anything to do with his
death, believe me," i said slowly. The officer simply folded his hands & breathed deeply.
"nothing is hidden under the sun for long. Sooner or later i still will find out, so i believe it's in your
best interest to tell me all i need to know" he pushed with a smile.
I battled with myself one more time before making up my mind to open up.
"Damian was stealing from the company. He was doing it with a colleague in the records department. I found out about the whole deal three weeks into our relationship but couldn't do
anything apart from confront him. He ended up convincing me to keep quiet, equally promising to
marry & take me to his home country. His plan was to get me established over there. I was a
woman in love with a whole lot to gain. Of course i kept quiet & helped him steal more.
He kept his word and married me, only to die before fulfilling the last part of his promise. Now what has that got with his death??" i poured out with tears.
"& the colleague in question, do you think he has a hand in his death?" he asked curiously.
"of course not, they had seperate accounts & divided proceeds evenly. No he is much more
valuable alive than dead to the man" i answered seriously.
"well in a murder case we don't rule out any possibility until the crime is solved. I admire your
honesty. You bravely confessed being an accomplice to another crime. I appreciate & will keep my promise by watching your back. It
should interest you to know that your husband might have been murdered in his garden, we saw
some drops of blood down there, which now gives us two crime scenes" he said while i gasped with shock.
"yea Damian loved smoking & probably went to the garden to heat off while i slept, but how the
hell did he get back to the bed, if he was killed in there?" i asked with disbelief. "it's time to go to your cell my dear. I'll permit
you to keep your phone. Just pray something new never comes out to incriminate you further, as for now the lastest discovery works on your side" he added with a cold smile, got up & led me to a quiet cell where I had the most terrifying night ever.
I kept seeing my dead husband all through that night. Oh it was one nasty experience.
Dear friends, I spent the second night after my wedding in a police cell. What can be more horrible than such fate??
By 8am the next day, my brother showed up with my old father & detective Jeremiah. They all look very serious and tired. My heart bled as i saw tears form in my old man's eyes.
"my darling you shouldn't be here" he breathed painfully. I forced out a smile to assure him that i was alright.

"don't worry sir, we are coming close to solving this case. I'm working round the clock to make
sure i solve the puzzles in the case. In no time your daughter will be out of here" the detective
said to him.
"Officer please tell us what you have gotten so far. Tell us how far you have gotten" my brother
asked anxiously.
"you know it isn't in our conduct to be revealing our investigations to people but nevertheless i
will tell you guys how far i have gotten" he answered, while my brother nodded desperately.
"i worked on this case all through the night & i came to a conclusion that two people were involved in the murder. Moreover one of the
security men in the house admitted seeing a white lady head to the garden at the exact time the crime might have been committed" he revealed while i jumped up hopefully.
"you should arrest the lady right away, isn't the testimony enough to vindicate me?" i asked breathlessly. The detective shook his head & looked down.
"i'm sorry but it isn't enough. The security man admitted seeing a woman head to the garden. He
never said he saw her kill your husband, moreover the knife cut in your husband's chest was strong and deep. I doubt if any lady can strike so hard. A lady equally can't be able to drag your husband's body from the garden to his bedroom unless of course she was assisted. The fracture on his nose equally brought up another fact that the murderer might have sneaked from behind, strongly cut off his breathe by covering his nose &mouth with one hand while burying the knife in his chest. Something a woman will find very hard to do.

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"This is bullshit, we are heading to the embassy" Damian's cousins threatened &left with anger.
It was obvious I had a long case ahead of me. Luckily I had a brother who equally had the
means to defend me & catch the culprit....
As we got up to leave, I passionately pleaded to the detective to help me out.
"Seriously I have no hand in my husband's death. You have to help me. You have to do something"
I pleaded desperately. "as long as you are innocent, you have no
problem with me. I'm a good cop. I promise to get to the bottom of this case" The middle-aged officer promised while my brother smiled with relief.
"Now you are talking officer. Don't let them intimidate or stop you from doing the right thing" he advised as they shook hands. On our way out of the force headquarters, my brother held me on the shoulder & whispered
in my ear.

"You have to be strong my dear. Everything happens for a purpose. Please you have to be strong when facing our parents, they are very devastated" he begged quietly while more tears fell from my eyes. I really didn't know how to face my old parents, most especially mom who braved her sickness to witness my wedding ceremony.
Nevertheless, we first headed to Damian's house after leaving the police headquarters in order to
pick up my things, but on getting to the house, we were stopped by four policemen who told us that they had orders not to allow anyone pick up even a pin from the house. "madam this place is now a crime scene. You can come back tomorrow to pick your things. As for now, we have orders not to allow anybody pick up anything from the house" one of the officers said, leaving me speechless.
"I think it's a good development. A piece of evidence might still be lying around who knows.
The police are really correct with this decision"
My brother's lawyer said in agreement. And so we had no choice than to turn back & head to
my brother's house where every member of my family was waiting for me. It really was such a painful scene as everyone of them cried on sighting me, especially my poor mother who sobbed uncontrollably.
"This marriage was just a huge mistake. oh no," she cried painfully.
However, another big development occurred at exactly 5 pm when Detective Jeremiah showed up once again with a team of policemen & a white-man who looked like a lawyer to arrest me.
"I'm sorry, the order came from the I.G's office. It has nothing to do with me" he said as a
handcuff was thrown around my wrists, putting my entire family into another wave of shock.
My brother, as usual, tried to defend me by creating a scene but had to shut up when the white lawyer threatened to arrest him as an accomplice in the murder charge I was facing.
"don't worry, I will protect you" the detective whispered to my ear as he led me away.
This time, there wasn't anything to save me from cooling off in a police cell.
On getting to the police headquarters, I was taken to the detective's office where I stayed
& nervously waited for him while he entered another office with the white lawyer.
He came in about fifteen minutes later, smiling calmly.
"I'm really sorry things got so bad as to bring you back here. Your husband's family are trying
everything possible to make you pay, but don't worry, an investigation has commenced. I'm already
working on a theory. You should also know that I have seized the traveling passports of everyone
of them that spent the night in that house. You shouldn't worry about anything, the culprit will be
caught. I equally had a good cell prepared for you" he said seriously, while tears dropped from my eyes. I couldn't imagine myself spending the night in a police cell no matter how comfortable it was made to look.
"one more thing. I need to hear the whole truth from you since you want me by your side. That's
all I ask" the officer added curiously, drawing out another shock from me.
"what do you mean by the whole truth?" I gasped, while he smiled.
"you see, that's one problem with Nigerian women. You all like keepings secrets even in a
terrible condition. You have a cop trying to help you, the least you can do is to come out clean
with him. I spoke with some of your colleagues today & their answers were quite shocking.
Most of them said that your relationship & marriage to late Damian wasn't ordinary. So you
got to tell me things I need to know since you want me by your side" he pushed on while I
swallowed hard & fought with myself.
The officer wanted me to open up something well buried in my heart, a secret I told no one.
"How do I go about it?" I wondered.
"I know you didn't commit the murder but you have to help me unravel many things. What made Damian marry you so quickly, you guys had just a short Romance & Mr. Damian I was told messed up a lot of ladies in the company before getting to you.
Something made him marry you??,

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MY WEDDING NIGHT

EPISODE 3 Continued.......

I was brought back to the present situation when I felt a hand on my shoulder ;
It was as if they were all waiting for such news... I couldn't believe I was married only for one night...
I really can't write how hurt &empty I was that fateful morning. I can't describe how devastated I was nor how my heart bled. I was
totally broken & dead. I couldn't even call my brother to tell him the bad situation I found myself. In fact, my soul & my spirit ran away from me. I was just a shadow of myself. The devil just took time to urinate on my destiny.
Damian's mother never bothered nor cared about my feelings, instead pulled out the knife from her son's body when my cries brought her to the room & almost stabbed me with fury, screaming some incoherent words, until other members of the family came in & held her.
"I said it; nothing good ever comes out of Africa. She stabbed him, she probably did it in her sleep, or maybe it's witchcraft. God save my soul" the old woman screamed & cried.
I simply sat beside the bed & cried out my heart. I was just like a cornered rat. I was simply in the midst of foreigners. In the midst of people who saw me as a second-class animal or probably a gold digger.
None of them spoke to me nor asked how it all happened.
I barely had changed my nightwear when an ambulance arrived with men from the force
headquarters. Before I knew what was happening, I found myself at the back of a police SUV while the perpetrator of the crime walked
freely, probably watching the unfolding events from a safe distance.
Another problem I had was that I didn't know who to suspect nor accuse. They all looked the
same to me. They were all a bunch of conspirators
I felt like taking my life as the police took me away because there wasn't any need living
again. I knew the justice system would easily convict & close the case than investigating.
"Who am I among a bunch of whites all accusing me of murder?''. I had nothing to prove my innocence. I was the only person in the room with Damian. The murder weapon which might
have saved me through fingerprint test was already compromised by Damian's mum.
My life was nothing but over. Kiri Kiri prison awaited me with a dark smile. How do I save myself? how do I prove my innocence?
As soon as I got to the police station, I called my elder brother who couldn't believe all I told him.
"hold on tight my dear. I'll be there shortly" he assured me.
I was quickly led to an office where I was asked to write a statement, which I nervously did while Damian's two cousins who came along with me kept talking to each other. After writing all I knew on the notebook, a female officer showed up to question me. I tried my best to convince her.
"just look at me. How possible do you think a Nigerian girl would murder a husband taking her
out of the country to celebrate their marriage?. I didn't do it. One of them did. You got to help
me" I begged. She shrugged & shook her head.
"of course I believe you. You have no reason to kill him but you see I'm just an ordinary officer taking orders from my superiors, anyway I believe my boss. S.P Jeremiah will know how to handle your case. He's a good man & a crime expert" she assured me.
My brother showed up minutes later with his Lawyer who quickly took over my case. I told them all I knew & the events that happened after I discovered the dead body. My brother was totally shocked. "don't worry my dear. I know this is going to be a tough case. I smell the American Embassy getting involved but be rest assured that I will go any length to prove your innocence, even if it means getting experts from abroad. I have friends who can examine the case & get results" he promised seriously. I breathed deeply & hugged him, thanking God for giving me a wealthy & intelligent brother.
Officer Jeremiah soon showed up at his office & requested for our presence. Damian's cousins officially accused me before him, asking that I should be detained but my brother's lawyer intervened quickly.
"officer I hope you know everyone that passed the night in that house is a suspect?. They all
had access to the bedroom, anyone of them could have committed the crime. If you guys are going to detain my client without proper evidence & reason. You equally should detain all the
people present that night, else I will be the person to file a lawsuit against the police, after all, none of them can come forward to testify
seeing my client murder her husband" the lawyer threatened, putting the officer in a tight position.
"fine I'm not going to detain her, but you will have to sign a document which places her in
your custody. This is a murder case" the officer said strongly, while my brother's lawyer nodded
in acceptance, Damian's cousins protested.
The document was signed in no time & I was free to go.
"We are also getting a court permit which will enable us to get our own team of investigators &
go through the case. We are not going to take any chances" my lawyer said to the officer who
shrugged & smiled.
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MY WEDDING NIGHT

Episode 3.

While everyone was staring at me in shock at the scene before them, my mind went back to the events of the night as I saw my husband laying on the bed.

The contoured mound of his manhood, prominently showing, was highly erotic & stimulating. My PUSSY began to water slowly as I stood in the doorway staring at my new

husband.

I leaned against the molding of our room door & felt one of

my firm little breasts with my hand. My nipple instantly hardened as I felt the heat flow into my stiff nipple.

My PUSSY was slick with my internal naturalness. I felt the

warm trickle of my inner desire flow out & coat my now

engorging inner lips. My outer folds of personal smoothness also began to warm gently.

As I stared at my husband lying there on the bed, my feelings roared all over my body. It was our first night as husband &

wife. Oh how happy and fulfilled I was that fateful evening. We really had lots of terrible challenges which we overcame to get married.

I closed my eyes as my head played back the events which led to our marriage.

I soon felt a hand on my shoulder & another between my legs. I felt warm breath on the back of my neck & the touch of hot soft lips

upon my skin at the same time. Damian had joined me. I did not open my eyes. I let my husband feel me. I felt my husband’s hot body tenderly touch mine. 

His damp skin tenderly brushing mine sent desire rushing through me.

He slowly pressed his erection against my body & I felt it throb as blood rushed through it.
Slowly he planted tender kisses to the back of my neck. His warm lips felt good on my skin & the tingles
from his loving touch made me shiver in delight.
I tilted my head to the side slightly & he moved lower with his lips. His hand suddenly covered my tenderness. The jolt of his hand on my place of sensualness made me moan with euphoric
pleasure.
Slowly, he ran a finger through my hot wet divide. My hot core
flowed onto his finger as he moved it up & down, letting it sink into my soft pink fold. I felt my vertical line fold over his finger, contouring to the shape of his digit sliding easily through my sexual lips. I felt my clit come to life.
He gently ran his fingertip over my hard sensitive knob of
pleasure. I shivered & moaned loudly.
Expertly his other hand covered one of my small breasts which he squeezed hard. My nipple, as
hard as it already was, filled with more blood & felt as if it was
going to actually pop off my body. The intense feeling made my body quiver.
Suddenly & with a swift move, he swung me around making me whimper in pleasure. His handsome face was smooth &
his eyes deep. I touched his cheek
softly & ran my fingertip over his lips. He gave me a very caring look; the look I fell in love with the moment we met.
Wrapping his arms around my delicate warm body, he brought his lips to mine, kissing me
tenderly & long. I felt my breath leave my lungs like it always did.
Damian knew just how to leave me breathless.
My body pressed softly upon Damian we kissed.
His long hard erection pressed upon my smooth mound. My firm
meager frontal mounds pressed
into his warm chest. My hard nipples touched his as our
bodies collected each other’s sensual heat.
He ran his hands over the soft roundness of my as.s & I felt my feet leaving the floor. I wrapped
my legs around his waist & rested my head in the crook of his neck & shoulder, letting him carry me to our bed.
As he laid me down on the satin sheets, my fingers trailed a path down his broad chest. He straddled my top half with his arms as he looked into my eyes. My hair splayed along the pillow & I smiled at him as I spread my legs to accept him once again.
My body shivered from the jolt of him piercing my kitty. The feel of his erect hard round head
poking through my membrane filled me with a lovingly intense pressure that showed me what
he felt for me. In return, my body
passionately gripped him as he slowly filled me.
I let out a whimper as his body connected to mine,
I scraped my nails on his back in a soft touch as the feeling of him touching my skin sent tingles through me. He groaned as I did
that and began rocking on my body slowly as he always did. I
felt every ridge of his long erection in my sensitive supple walls as he slid in & out.
The warmth of his manhood inside me made me glad he was my man & I was his woman.

I scraped my fingernails long &
slow & harder along his back as he continued the slow rhythmic movement into me. My breathing
quickened as he pulsed inside my PUSSY. I felt each beat of his
heart in his hard cock buried deep inside me.
It was not only the rhythm of love that pounded there, but also the passion he felt for me. I became
wetter & wetter as my love for him coated his hardness.
This was what making love truly
felt like. Even through my sensual moans, the slick slurping sounds
came from me as he slipped in & out &resonated off the walls in our room. The sound of our
lovemaking was beautiful.
The slapping of our bodies together with every insertion he made into me reverberated in my
ears & made me bite my lips. The plunging tones from wet friction as his rock hard cock filled me
made my body writhe with pleasure under him. He
was the only guy that made me feel fulfilled.
I gripped the sheets into my fists as I felt myself getting ready to cum. His movements even
began to slow as I felt him getting close. My clit pounded against him each time he sank deeper
into me. I began to breathe deeper quicker & as my climax sprang forth. He was almost at a
snail’s pace as he began to let his cream fill his manhood in my
womanhood. I felt him get even harder as he entered the point of no return. He moaned as he poured into me. We cummed in unison again & I loved how we almost always did that. It
was such a passionate euphoric
feeling. My body began to relax in sexual gratification under him as he waited to get himself as he
always did after he had expelled himself. The feeling of his cock
going from hard to soft inside me felt so wonderful. And when he slid it out! 

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MY WEDDING NIGHT

A TALE OF LOVE AND BETRAYAL
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Episode 1

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Story Narrated by Belinda,
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Good evening friends, my name is Belinda, & what I give you guys is the story of my life. A story of pain, love & sadness. A story of lost hope, betrayal & death. A true-life event that turned my life upside down.
Where do I start?.
I guess I have to start from the major episode, the night that changed my whole life.

"MY WEDDING NIGHT"
I write with Tears
____ The dim light of the room was enough to highlight Damian’s body lying under the covers of our bed. His long frame was silhouetted delicately as the sheet & blanket draped over his naked body. Every muscle of his slender frame was showing through the somewhat thin fabric he placed
over himself as I walked slowly and purposeful towards him, on getting close he grabbed me tenderly, cuddling me into his warm embrace as we coupled together.
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The slide of his softness on my wet sensitive walls was so

tantalizing. It was a feeling that I
could never describe. I intertwined my hand into his, held it & closed my eyes while his heartbeat pounded a rhythm against my body.
Falling asleep, I prayed for our love to forever be strong, but unfortunately, I woke up the
following morning to see a knife buried in his chest. Our bed
sheet soaked with blood.
I couldn't believe my eyes, I couldn't believe it was all real. I held my dead husband & looked
around.
"No! this can't be happening" I breathed, trying hard to control myself. But it was all real,
Damian was cold and still. He was dead for real.
"Nooo"!!!! I sobbed quietly, wondering what to do, wondering the next step to take.
There was any doubt, I was about experiencing a very terrible twist in my life. Damian was definitely murdered by someone who was so desperate to destroy my happiness. I sat down on the floor while my mind flashed back to how I met my husband.
After NYSC, early the previous year. I came to Abuja to live with my elder brother who was a
doctor in one of the city hospitals. He had no problem getting me a good job in a very popular
construction company inside the city. Seriously I counted myself as a very lucky girl because I was the first to get a job among all my
classmates & friends. I started work in Damian's office as a secretary & that was when my life took a dramatic turn. Damian who was my boss, a white & an American citizen quickly took interest in me. He was so sweet & caring but equally a womanizer. Everyone warned me to be careful. My colleagues advised me to be professional when dealing with him and never give into his demands, which I obeyed. But surprisingly he continued disturbing me, even after turning him down so many times. The more I turned him away, the bolder he got.
This continued until I finally gave into him. We had a very sweet relationship that soon became the talk of the town. As our relationship progressed, I starting getting threats from his old girlfriends both in Nigeria & abroad, but it never stopped me from giving up on him.
Three months into the relationship, he proposed to me & met my people, drawing another shock from everyone, especially the white community.
Our marriage was quickly fixed & I insisted for it to be done in Nigeria because of my family &
friends which he accepted without hesitation. Damian's mother, family members & friends arrived the country two days to our wedding. I had a very long talk with his mum & cousins who all tried to be nice to me even though the resentment on their faces were noticeable.
The church wedding and reception went very well. Damian really spared no cost in organizing
the whole show. We planned traveling to Dubai the next day for our honeymoon, which made us spend our first night as husband and wife in his big house where almost all his family members & friends slept.
Anyone of them could have crept into the room as we slept & struck him, but there wasn't any
doubt I would be the major suspect....
"Oh no," I wailed with a loud voice, drawing the attention of everyone in the house. Within minutes, almost every member of the white community was in Damian's house.

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A TIME FOR SOBER REFLECTION

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The man with the Axe

Once upon a time, a very strong woodcutter asked for a job in a timber merchant and he got it. The pay was really good and so was the work condition. For those reasons, the woodcutter was determined to do his best.

His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work.

The first day, the woodcutter brought 18 trees.

“Congratulations,” the boss said. “Go on that way!”

Very motivated by the boss words, the woodcutter tried harder the next day, but he could only bring 15 trees. The third day he tried even harder, but he could only bring 10 trees. Day after day he was bringing fewer and fewer trees.

“I must be losing my strength”, the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on.

“When was the last time you sharpened your axe?” the boss asked.

“Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees…”
Reflection:

Our lives are like that. We sometimes get so busy that we don’t take the time to sharpen the “axe”. In today’s world, it seems that everyone is busier than ever but less happy than ever.

Why is that? Could it be that we have forgotten how to stay “sharp”? There’s nothing wrong with activity and hard work. But we should not get so busy that we neglect the truly important things in life, like our personal life, taking the time to get close to our Creator, giving more time for our family, taking a time to read etc.

We all need time to relax, to think and meditate, to learn and grow. If we don’t take the time to sharpen the “axe”, we will become dull and lose our effectiveness.

FINDING LOVE ON SOCIAL MEDIA

About finding a partner on social media

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You can meet people anywhere and start anything with them. It is not a function of where you met them, but a function of who they really are. 
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There are good people and there are bad people. We find them in churches, bus stations, workplaces, clubs, and social media.
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. I know people who got married to someone they met even via 2go. Yet, I know a lot of people who have gotten it wrong with people they met on a professional site like LinkedIn.
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Whether you are meeting someone online or offline and there is a relationship in the card, what you need to focus on is the value proposition.
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What is the end game? Are you guys trying to just have fun or you are taking it seriously. Knowing the end game helps you know the right questions to ask. 
The right places to meet. 
The right things to look out for. 
The right issues to address.
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What value does this person bring apart from their social media appeal? You need to know that the experience you get on social media cannot be compared to what you get with a physical connection. A lot of people are putting on their best face and trying to be on their best behavior here. 
Even if some are only showing an aspect of their life that is very appealing, it doesn't mean that everything about them is so pleasant. You have to do your due diligence; find out about their family, and their friends.
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Lastly, sex is a currency. If you can't afford it, don't spend it.
I make bold to say 90% of online relationships that did not go well was because of the presence of sex or lack of it. If you are venturing into an online relationship, make sure you take sex out of the equation until the time is right.
If you want to have sex, by all means, make sure you are doing it with the full understanding of the risks involved.
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If you like meeting people everywhere else, offer value, and you will get value. If you know what you are really looking for, you will not have a hard time getting it.
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So if you meet someone on Facebook, and you do not have any value proposition, you will lose them via YouTube.