While in my last year at the Nursing school, i got pregnant and so James arranged for our wedding, I had already been assured a job at the hospital, he decided to put me in his house in Kampala. The shock of my life however came shortly after i gave birth to my baby gal. It was then that James disclosed to me that he was so excited coz i had finally given him a baby gal since he had 5 sons. I was surprised and when i told him to repeat what he had said; he apologized and said it was a mistake.
I could see it in his eyes that he was hiding something from me so i probed him further. This is when he told me that he was actually married and had a wife with 5 sons. I was disappointed but confused since i loved James so much.
He organized a meeting in which he introduced to me his first wife. At first my co-wife pretended to be so nice, which shocked me. My co-wife began frequenting my home claiming that she wanted to see James. This was so frustrating coz James had a time table for both of us.
Her intentions however cruelly manifested when on coming back one day, i found my baby missing. I called my maid and asked her where the baby was, she told me she had left her at home (my home) with Mama Davis (my co-wife). My blood soon ran cold when i landed on a note from my co-wife that instructed me to check in the kitchen for my surprise ‘GIFT’. My intuition told me there was a problem and indeed i was right.
On reaching the kitchen, i smelt a burning meat. There was a big sauce pan on the cooker and upon opening it, i saw my baby boiling. This surely was the scariest sight I’ve been subjected to in my whole life. Ever since that day, I’ve never seen my co-wife again though i heard that she had ran mad and was roaming on the streets of Nairobi, Kenya. I'm haunted by the image of my daughter. I now hate men and decided never to fall in love again.
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