It was the 'heart attack five minutes' of every wedding, In those minutes, you flash through your life and remember those ex'es you've wronged, the ones that have valid evidences that can mar your future, I sincerely wanted someone to save me from this disaster of a marriage, ok maybe its not that bad but I definitely know who I want to spend my forever with and he looks nothing like my husband. I looked into my husband's eyes, he had this glow I never thought his eyes could emit. I on other hand looked ravishing, my make up artist was paid a fortune to make me look nothing short of a queen......I silently prayed someone would just interrupt this moment and save me....In that second, I turned back and the love of my life walked in, my heart leaped for joy, I smiled but quickly turned to my husband....Seun Ajayi. I kept waiting for him to interrupt but my hopes were dashed, I personally bought two air tickets for my frenemies, so they can be useful and tell the world how I was engaged and still had an affair with Chris, coincidentally his surname is also 'Ajayi', maybe I have a thing for the name. I am a hundred percent sure those girls were busy gossiping and taking pictures, I know they hate me, cant they just ruin this day? well, it was over and we were pronounced man and wife. My wedding reception was more like a carnival, I had four wedding planners, my father in law had embezzled billions of Nigeria's money and instead of him to be put behind bars, he was given a seat in the senate, through his connection, my mum was made commissioner, my dad a minister, even some of my extended families got some unexplained position. They have helped raised our class not like we were poor but we are definitely richer than we ever thought we could become.
I met Seun in my first year in the University, I never liked him but he saved my life, there was know better way of showing gratitude than agreeing to be his, I liked the idea and coped with all his excesses and I knew my place, maybe I thought he would get tired and leave a boring girl like me alone but he did not and families got to meet, lets just say after my parents got their new titles and my sister got a job in Chevron, there was nothing in this world that could stop me from marrying him, I loved the idea, the cars, wealth, attention, p-o-w-e-r, guards, maids. I never imagined I would want to give it up for anything in the world.............................then I found Love in England, I think the attraction was the surname, I had thought they were related, they are not even from the same state, then we became friends. Chris completes me, he is Christian, very hard working though from a wealthy home, politeness and humility runs through his veins, now please why would I ever leave him alone and choose to be with a lazy drunk who does nothing but squanders money on different islands with different girls, women and men of similar minds but thinking of it, its a small price to pay....he saved my life, that was my consolation line before Chris Ajayi came into my life. I now know its better to be dead than living without Chris. I s--in-c-er--ly cannot explain how we got this deep but I know it sure hurts him more, that I will never be his..... we came up with a plan.
I already sold the idea to my husband and he bought it, a Phd in Germany, infact we already had our admission letters, we would live together, then I would do a post doctorate degree, anything to keep me and Chris united, we agreed to stay off calls till my honey moon was over, which was fine by me. On a very sunny Saturday evening, I got a text from my own, it was drafted like an advert by the way I stored his name as Konga online, just incase hubby went snooping, I knew it meant call me, I did and the shocker of my life came, Chris told me to face my marriage, he couldn't deal anymore. he preferred the 'eloping' option but my father in law is evil, he has guys planted all over planet earth and we would be picked in less than a day if we explored that option. He told me he was gone for good, cut the call and I never got through to him again, he deleted all his social media accounts and with him being an only child, I had no sibling to call, he mentioned one cousin, but I really couldn't remember a name to search for and calling any old class mates would just bring unnecessary attention, need I add there are a million 'Ajayi's' in the world, I would not make any headway in the search, even if i tried.
I was lonely, sad, had earned the trophy wife title so easily, I had started my own company, was successful, had my circle, drank heavily, my husband on the other hand did nothing, his father blessed me heartily, I took pills to prevent me from conceiving, my company was my only source of joy but no one noticed how unhappy I had become, the world admired my cars, rings, hairs and other material things, I was their prayer point, I once warned a friend 'be careful what you prayed for'. I was about to go on air for an interview, when a message popped on my telegram, It was a video of 'Ebuka'!!!!!!!!!! I actually fell down flat because he was supposed to be dead, I managed to rush up the interview being the professional I was trained to be, I ran to my car and called the number back and it was Chris, a mixture of love, hate, anger and sweetness took over. I got my Visa and was on the next flight to Australia, that was where Chris ran to. I walked into the lecture room, Ebuka almost fainted when he saw me, the truth unfolded and I realised I had been played, someone had read me like a book and used it against me.
Ebuka was my first boyfriend in University, he was Seun's best friend, rumour had it they were gay, I confronted him, he denied it and I believed, on this fateful afternoon, I went to his house without informing him, I caught them both in the act, that was the most disgusting thing I ever saw, I was about to leave when Ebuka held me, all I did was push him, he landed on the wall and alas he was dead or so I thought....I remember Seun calling his father to help clear the body and they did....so how Chris found him alive in Australia was still a big shock to me. Ebuka explained it was planned, Seun paid him heavily and he agreed to it, he wanted to marry a good girl, that would be indebted to him and live with his bi-sexual issues and I did because of fear of prison. I cannot believe he had me wrapped round his finger all this while and here I was feeling guilty for loving another...
I knew one thing for certain, I needed to cash out big before leaving the bastard, so I asked for some crazy amount of money and he sent double, I had perfected my lying skills and he bought whatever crap I told him. I had someone investigate him and I had too much evidence to bring his family down...I sent all evidences to him and made him pay heavily of course I acted like they contacted me and were threatening to expose him. Chris had refused to date me, he said I was still married and so one frustrated evening, I opened a Vlog and told my story to the world, and as expected my parents almost dis owned me for speaking out to the world and not coming to them, my father in law was very supportive, he probably did not know I knew he was the master planner, Seun is not that smart and YES we started the filing process of our divorce while I was still in Australia, my lawyer represented me. Chris and I got back together, I got ill and suddenly got a message from Seun, telling me to take care of us well'' I could swear it was an error and then I realised I was five weeks pregnant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It wasn't for Chris, Seun switched my pills, the bastard knew I was playing him, he's probably tailing me here. Seun was not that dumb after all. I now know what it means to be at a crossroad, I just don't know what to do.....
