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I am all alone battling every force that come my way.
Everybody is against me, Steve, his family, my family ,our circle of friends, even known and unknown forces.
What was my offence?
I gave one pint of my blood to my ex boyfriend, my own blood!!
Ernest was my school boyfriend, we had plans to get married but midway into our NYSC, Steve showed. Up,
To be frank,I had no much love for Steve, he was a likeable young man full of energy and vitality, he was doing very well in his business and he had enough to give me a comfortable living,So I decided to leave Ernest and marry Steve, I felt Steve had brighter plan and future for. me.Ernest was a fresh graduate just like me, he had a lot of plans but had none going on yet.
Ernest was heartbroken, but I had issues to sort out in my family.
My mum and Dad earned little from their teaching Job, as educated as they were, they didn't plan their family, my mum had Seven of us, 5 girls and two boys, I was the oldest, I knew how I managed to get through school, from my high school I did holiday Jobs, worked at petrol stations and shops for peanuts .
It was looking blank for my younger siblings, they kept waiting years.after high school to seek for university admission in order to give spaces for one another so my parents can cope with the funding.
Nobody does anything for anybody. my uncles were all training their children ,we had to manage the available resources within our reach.
These were what I considered before I made that decision to marry Steve.
It was not like me and Ernest didn't have something good, far from it, our love was amazing,we shared fantastic moments together, it was painful and hard for me, deciding to leave him, but I chose to live for the moment.
It was only few months after my wedding, exactly six months that I got that distress phone call, Ernest's older brother Israel was almost crying while he told me about Ernest's condition, he was involved in a ghastly accident and he needed blood. Ernest was AB-,we share same blood type, we knew from school.
Because the hospital was few kilometres away from my house, I dressed up immediately and drove down to see Ernest, in my mind I decided to donate my blood to save him, if that was the only thing I can give to him.
It was successful and Ernest survived. I was so happy and relieved, I visited the hospital to see him a couple of times before he was discharged.
Just one month ago, that is five months after Ernest left the hospital, my husband came up with accusations upon accusation, he claimed I was seeing my ex, he accused me of planning to elope with him with his money,
Truth was I didn't tell my husband about the blood donation, I didn't have any case on that, I apologised to him but insisted I was never involved with Ernest since I married him and I had no plan of leaving him.
My husband went on to tell his family and my family, and everybody came hard on my neck,my home has suddenly turned into an oven, my husband threatened fire and brimstone. I'm so confused but I'm not regretting helping Ernest to live again, If I have another chance, I will still help him again.
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