Woman in Vihiga Shares How a Hitman She Paid to Kill Her Spared Her and Ended Up Marrying Her
Life has a funny way of teaching you lessons you never asked for. I still remember that day clearly the day I felt my world had turned upside down. My marriage had fallen apart. My husband had cheated, my family had abandoned me, and every dream I had once nurtured seemed like it had died.
I was desperate. So desperate that I made a choice I never imagined I’d ever make.
I contacted a man, a stranger, someone who had a reputation that scared everyone in the village. I paid him to eliminate someone who had wronged me deeply.
I won’t go into details, but let’s just say betrayal had cut me so deep that I wanted the pain gone, permanently. I expected nothing less than fear, nothing less than darkness to come into my life that night.
When the man arrived, my heart was racing. He walked in with calm, almost too calm. I could see the professionalism in his eyes, the detachment that should have terrified me. But as he stood there, he didn’t attack.
He didn’t raise his weapon. Instead, he looked at me and said something I will never forget: “I can’t do it. I see your pain, and it’s not for me to take life. But I can help you fix it another way.”
I froze. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Here was a man I had paid to harm me and now he was giving me a second chance. He didn’t run. He didn’t threaten. He stayed and spoke with me for hours. He listened. He understood. For the first time in months, I felt like someone saw me really saw me and didn’t judge.
