The truth hit me like a slap I never expected. I wasn’t suspicious at first.I just noticed money disappearing faster than usual. Bills were delayed, household needs ignored, and every time I asked, my husband became defensive.
He claimed business was slow, yet his lifestyle hadn’t changed. Deep inside, something felt off, but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions. Everything collapsed the day I accidentally saw his phone messages.
What I read shattered me. He was involved with a campus girl young enough to be his daughter, and worse, he had been sending her KSh 100,000 every week.
While I struggled to run the home with nothing, another woman was enjoying luxury using money meant for our family. I felt betrayed, humiliated, and angry all at once.
Confronting him only made things worse. He didn’t deny it. Instead, he blamed me said I had “changed” and that the girl made him feel young and appreciated. That moment broke me.
I thought about leaving, but I had children, years invested, and nowhere to start again. Nights became sleepless, my confidence disappeared, and I felt like a failure as a wife.
What hurt most was that he became even colder after being exposed. The money flow to the girl continued, and he talked openly about replacing me. Out of desperation, I confided in a trusted relative who had gone through something similar and survived.
