When I married my husband, his mother made one thing clear: “You’re welcome into this family — but don’t forget your place.” She didn’t like me.Never hid it. But when I got... Read more »
It felt like a fairy tale. Met him during NYSC. He was calm, caring, never rushed intimacy. He’d say: “I want to marry you, not just sleep with you.” My friends envied... Read more »
It started on Instagram. Fine boy, s o f t life. Always posting in Dubai and London. He slid into my DM with: “You’re too fine to be sleeping with broke boys.”... Read more »
We were a model couple in church. Youth leaders. Everyone admired us. After two years of marriage and no child, our pastor started “special prayers” with me. Alone. In the office. Every... Read more »
My dad is a respected pastor in Benin. Strict man. Church everything. He warned me about boys — especially Y a h o o boys. Then I met Daniel. Soft-spoken, always quoting... Read more »
I was 23, in 200 level. Broke. Hungry. Just vibes. Then I met her at a lounge in Ikeja. Light-skinned, rich, late 30s. She called herself “Aunty Bee.” She liked the way... Read more »
I met him at a lounge in Abuja. Gucci slides. Dior shades. A Benz parked outside with “B I G D A D D Y” on the plate. He bought drinks for... Read more »
Sandra and I have been best friends since UNILAG days. She always had the latest phones, the best wigs, and luxury vacations. I asked her once,“Who’s sponsoring you?” She’d smile and say,... Read more »
Our wedding day was supposed to be perfect. White roses, a live band, and 500 guests.I spent months planning every detail. My husband, Deji, looked like a prince in his custom tux.As... Read more »
They say marriage is sweet when you marry your best friend. I thought I did. My husband and I had been married for 5 years. We had a son together and ran... Read more »