His name was Sunkanmi.
He was a tailor—young, quiet, hardworking, and completely in love with me. Everyone in our area used to laugh and call him “local” because he didn’t wear fancy clothes or drive a car.
When I met him, I was in a dark place. He helped me. Fed me. Prayed with me. Bought me drugs when I was sick. He even sold his only sewing machine once to pay my rent.
But I was blinded by the glitter of social media and flashy guys. I thought, “Love alone isn’t enough.”
So when Tobi—a rich, smooth-talking guy with a Benz and a gold chain—asked me out, I didn’t even think twice. Because, Don’t just guess—click this link and read the full story now!
