Niligogewa! My Best Friend Took My Wife — Then Karma Struck

 

I never knew betrayal could feel like poison until it came from the two people I loved mv ost, my wife and my best friend.

For years, I had trusted Felix like a brother. We grew up together, struggled through campus side hustles, and even shared secrets about our dreams. When I got married to Hilda, he was my best man. The man who stood beside me and said, “Bro, I got you.” Little did I know that he was already eyeing my wife.

At first, I noticed small things. My wife would suddenly dress up every time Felix came around. They would laugh at jokes I didn’t find funny, whispering like teenagers. But I brushed it off. I thought, “Maybe I’m overthinking.” After all, we were like family.

Everything changed one Saturday afternoon. I had gone to Eldoret for a work project and returned a day earlier to surprise my wife. When I entered the house, her phone buzzed on the table Felix’s name. The message read: “Last night was unforgettable. Same time tomorrow?”

I froze. My heart literally stopped for a second. My hands shook as I scrolled through the messages. Photos. Voice notes. Private things I can’t even describe.

That night, I didn’t say a word. I sat in the dark like a ghost, listening to her breathe beside me, pretending to sleep. The next morning, I packed my things and left quietly. The pain was unbearable. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. I kept asking God, “Why would my own friend do this?”

Weeks turned into a months, and depression hit hard. My colleagues noticed I had changed I became quiet, withdrawn. I wanted revenge, but how? Every time I saw them together on social media, smiling and posting their “new love,” I felt like my blood was boiling. To read  more click here