“I was in the biggest breakdown of my life when I stopped crying long enough to let the words of my epiphany really sink in. That whore, karma, had finally made her way around, and had just bitch-slapped me right across the face. The realization only made me cry harder.”
― Jennifer Salaiz
Flashes of all the women he had been with flashed through his mind. How did he end up with this she-devil? How? She looks so peaceful in her sleep like an angel but she’s the most terrible woman he had ever met in his life.
He thought of strangling her and ending her beautiful wicked life right there. But who will take care of their beautiful daughter? What will he tell their baby? How will he explain himself to the world?
Much as he hates her, he still have a soft spot for her in his heart. He once loved this woman. So much!
Could this be providence dealing with him in his own coin? For all the terrible things he had done to those women…
Olabisi had spent all her money and energy on him. Cooked for him, washed for him, bought him clothes and even got him a car for his 25th birthday. She would have made a perfect wife and mother but he never loved her enough and had to ditch her.
Isabel was every man’s dream. She had contested and won the Miss Tourism. They had met at the dinner her friends hosted to celebrate her. He was the event’s compere and she couldn’t resist his charms. They had sex on the first night and nights after that. She got pregnant for him at some point and after he had managed to convince her they weren’t ready yet and she can’t have it, he left her.
Ify was the most sweetest of all. The most loving and caring lady he ever met. He stood by him through thick and thin. They dated for 4 years. His mom had accidentally met her at his house and she couldn’t wait to meet her parents. She kept asking about her everyday and that scared him as he just wasn’t ready for marriage and he broke the poor girl’s heart. He learnt she never moved on and had took an oath of celibacy.
Well, that blame should be on his mom not him!
There was Theresa, Zainab, Loveth and that Ghanaian babe Thelma.
He had dated them all and wasn’t just ready for any commitment until he met Ella. She was really cute, smart, hardworking, independent and blunt. That had attracted her to him.
If only he knew.
He had gotten his first multi million contract on the very day she accepted to date him. And that had misguided him into thinking she is The One.
And the day she put to birth, he had finally gotten his American passport after so many failed attempts.
Little did he know God was just blessing him because of his mother non stop prayers and not because of some left legged bad luck she-devil!
The evening before, he forgot to flush the toilet after using it. Ella had gotten so angry, she had screamed and nagged and broke the TV. He went to bed on an empty stomach as madam refused to make dinner.
Two nights ago, he had read a message between her and her boss that suggested they were flirting and he confronted her about it. She broke her phone and his, screamed his head down warning him never to touch her phone in his life.
She nags, curse, fight and she’s a terrible cook! She literally has all the bad vices a woman can ever posses. Their relationship has been a short one and he had only visited her once.
She was always at work and so was he. So they only hook up on weekends at the cinemas or restaurants. He never got to find out her personality behind closed doors. Or could it be she was so good at hiding her true character to lure him into marriage?
Such a waste of a woman! She doesn’t even know anything about being a mother!
How is he ever going to get out of this mess?! And to think they signed a prenup…
“Even chance meetings are the result of karma… Things in life are fated by our previous lives. That even in the smallest events there’s no such thing as coincidence.”
― Haruki Murakami,