I’m a 28-year-old woman, and I’ve been married for three years. I met my husband through a social media app, and after just a few weeks of friendship, he proposed to me on the very day we were intimate. Let me share how it all happened.
At the time, my friends and I were desperate to get married before turning 30, wanting to keep up with the trends around us. My husband is a very handsome man with a well-paid job, and he had already built two houses before I met him. When he invited me over to his house for the first time, I discussed it with my friends, and they suggested I wear a special bead we had acquired from Benin. This bead, they claimed, had the power to make any man unable to leave you once he laid eyes on it. The story of how I got these beads is one for another day, as it involved performing several rituals to take possession of them.
So, fast forward to that day, I went to my husband’s—then just my admirer’s—house around 4 PM. He was in a hurry to meet a client, so he asked me to feel at home and prepare a meal for the both of us. Knowing what I wanted, I quickly went to the kitchen and cooked a delicious meal. Afterward, feeling sweaty, I asked if I could use his bathroom. He gave me permission, mentioning that he was just an earshot away from the house.
I intentionally took my time in the bathroom, hoping that he would return and find me in the bedroom.
I heard the bedroom door unlock, and his voice filled the room, “Babe!” I called back, stepping out, half-wrapped in a towel. He looked at me and said, “Goods!” with a laugh. I sat down on his bed, reaching for my clothes to get dressed, but he asked why I was in such a hurry. I hesitated, then let the clothes slip from my hands and moved closer to him on the bed. He undressed, and before I knew it, it happened. As we were together, he couldn’t help but touch and admire my beads.
We fell asleep, and when we woke up, it was already 10:30 PM. He asked me to stay over for the night. After some playful hesitation, I agreed—I just wanted to act like I needed convincing, but deep down, I was hoping for the sleepover.
The next morning, he told me he wanted to meet my parents and couldn’t wait to make me his wife. We got married the following month, and after a year, I became pregnant.
Now, here’s where the problem starts. My baby weighed over 4 kg, so my husband and I decided on a C-section. With the contractions and pain, I forgot to perform the ritual before removing the beads and going in for the surgery. The doctor ended up cutting off the beads with scissors, and the moment he did, my husband suddenly asked why he was at the hospital with a strange woman. He denied knowing me and stormed out angrily.
I’m still in the hospital, but my husband has refused to visit me or see our baby. What should I do?
