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My Wedding Night (full Episodes) by CHARLEH(m): 9:47am On Sep 08, 2016 |
MY WEDDING NIGHT
Episode 1
I
write with Tears
I woke up after my wedding night to
see a knife buried in my husband’s
chest, our bed sheet soaked with
blood. I couldn’t believe my eyes, i
couldn’t believe it was all real. I held
my dead husband and looked around.
“no this can’t be happening” i breathed,
trying hard to control myself. But it
was all real, Damian was cold and still.
He was dead for real. “nooo” i sobbed
quietly, wondering what to do,
wondering the next step to take. There
was any doubt, i was about
experiencing a very terrible twist in my
life. Damian was definitely murdered by
someone who was so desperate to
destroy my happiness. I sat down on
the floor while my mind flashed back
to how i met my husband. After NYSC,
early the previous year. I came to
Abuja to live with my elder brother
who was a doctor in one of the city
hospitals. He had no problem getting
me a good job in a very popular
construction company inside the city.
Seriously i counted myself as a very
lucky girl because i was the first to get
a job among all my classmates and
friends. I started work in Damian’s
office as a secretary and that was
when my life took a dramatic turn.
Damian who was my boss, a white
and an American citizen quickly took
interest in me. He was so sweet and
caring but equally a womanizer.
Everyone warned me to be careful. My
colleagues advised me to be
professional when dealing with him
and never give in to his demands,
which i obeyed. But surprisingly he
continued disturbing me, even after
turning him down so many times. The
more i turned him away, the more
bolder he got. This continued until i
finally gave in to him. We had a very
sweet relationship that soon became
the talk of the town. As our
relationship progressed, i started
getting threats from his old girlfriends
both in Nigeria and abroad, but it never
stopped me from giving up on him.
Three months into the relationship, he
proposed to me and met my people,
drawing another shock from everyone,
especially the white community. Our
marriage was quickly fixed and i
insisted for it to be done in Nigeria
because of my family and friends
which he accepted without hesitation.
Damian’s mother, family members and
friends arrived the country two days to
our wedding. I had a very long talk
with his mum and cousins who all
tried to be nice to me even though the
resentment on their faces were
noticeable. The church wedding and
reception went very well. Damian really
spared no cost in organising the whole
show. We planned travelling to Dubai
the next day for our honeymoon, which
made us spend our first night as
husband and wife in his big house
where almost all his family members
and friends slept. Anyone of them
could have crept into the room as we
slept and struck him, but there wasn’t
any doubt i would be the major
suspect…. “Oh no” i wailed with a loud
voice, drawing the attention of
everyone in the house. Within minutes,
almost every member of the white
community was in Damian’s house. It
was as if they were all waiting for such
news…. I couldn’t believe i was married
only for one night… |
Re: My Wedding Night (full Episodes) by CHARLEH(m): 9:49am On Sep 08, 2016 |
MY WEDDING NIGHT (Episode 2) I really can’t write how hurt and empty i was that fateful morning. I can’t describe how devastated i was nor how my heart bled. I was totally broken and dead. I couldn’t even call my brother to tell him the bad situation i found myself. In fact my soul and my spirit ran away from me. I was just a shadow of myself. The devil just took time to urinate on my destiny. Damian’s mother never bothered nor cared about my feelings, instead pulled out the knife from her son’s body when my cries brought her to the room and almost stabbed me with fury, screaming some incoherent words, until other members of the family came in and held her. “i said it; nothing good ever comes out of Africa. She stabbed him, she probably did it in her sleep, or maybe it’s witchcraft. God save my soul” the old woman screamed and cried. I simply sat beside the bed and cried out my heart. I was just like a cornered rat. I was simply in the midst of foreigners. In the midst of people who saw me as a second class animal or probably a gold digger. None of them spoke to me nor asked how it all happened. I barely had changed my night wear when an ambulance arrived with men from the force headquarters. Before i knew what was happening, i found myself at the back of a police SUV while the perpetrator of the crime walked freely, probably watching the unfolding events from a safe distance. Another problem i had was that i didn’t know who to suspect nor accuse. They all looked the same to me. They were all a bunch of conspirators. I felt like taking my life as the police took me away, because there wasn’t any need living again. I knew the justice system would easily convict and close the case than investigating. “Who am i among a bunch of whites all accusing me of murder??”. I had nothing to prove my innocence. I was the only person in the room with Damian. The murder weapon which might have saved me through finger print test was already compromised by Damian’s mother. My life was nothing but over. Kiri kiri prison awaited me with a dark smile. How do i save myself?, how do i prove my innocence?. See Full Episodes @ www.Wecangist..com |
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