For six years, I lived in the shadows. I wasn’t proud of it, but I was in love with a man who belonged to someone else. We met at a business conference in Naivasha, and what started as an innocent conversation turned into a whirlwind affair.
He was older, charming, and everything I thought I wanted in a man except for one thing. He was married. He promised me everything. He said his marriage was only for the kids, that he was unhappy, and that I was the one who made him feel alive.
I believed him. I moved into an apartment he paid for, and he visited several nights a week. For years, I was content with being second, telling myself that he would leave her one day. I even met his “cousin” once at a wedding, not knowing it was actually his wife. That’s how far the lies went. to read more click here
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