Dear GhanaWeb,
When I was 18, shortly after SHS, I met this guy. He was my friend’s brother, and at the time, I had certain principles, one of which was never to get involved with a friend’s relative. I stuck to this rule strictly.
But as we all know, sometimes we break our own rules, and that’s what happened with him. I made an exception for him.
We met at a sporting event, and I didn’t even know he was my friend’s brother. He took my number, and we started talking. Over time, our conversations turned into flirting. I was into it, although naïve.
On his birthday, I posted a picture of him, and my friend also posted about him on Facebook. She tagged me in her post, and that’s when I saw it. I asked her if she knew the guy, and she told me that he was her brother. After realising this, I became distant but not hostile.
He noticed my sudden distance and asked why I was acting that way. I told him it was because he was my friend’s brother. He assured me it isn’t a problem and convinced me not to worry about it.
We became cool again, and we kept talking. We hung out one time, and that’s when he asked me to be his girlfriend.
I told my friend about it, but she wasn’t supportive of our relationship. I initially thought it was because he was in a different relationship, but later I realised that wasn’t the reason.
I had truly fallen in love with this guy, and he never gave me any reason to doubt his feelings for me. Our first time together wasn’t great, I was too tense and had different expectations, but the intimacy that followed was amazing. Then, after a while, I found out I was pregnant during my second semester of level 200.
I told him about it but he wasn’t in support of me keeping the baby. He changed drastically when I told him I was scared of abortion.
I was two months and some weeks pregnant and when I went to see the doctor, he said an abortion wasn’t the best option because I had a weaker womb as compared to the other ladies. The guy was working and could take care of my baby and I but he just didn’t want to.
That’s when my friend told me he already had a child and he didn’t want another before he got married. My stomach was starting to show and the symptoms too were showing.
My mom noticed I was pregnant and asked about it, but I couldn’t lie. I had to drop out of school to give birth, and I didn’t hear from the guy after that. I stayed in touch with his sister, and she informed me that he had changed his number.
I had a baby boy, and two years later, my mom offered to take care of him so I could go back to school. I returned to school, earned my degree, and started working. I still hadn’t heard from him, so I decided to move on with my life and forget about him.
I met a man who is now my husband. Six months after we started dating, he proposed to me. Despite knowing I had a child, he loved me deeply. He seemed almost too good to be true, and my past experiences made me hesitant, but eventually, I accepted his proposal.
We got married and were living happily. I remained in touch with my friend, and she came over to visit her nephew. When she lost her mother, I attended the funeral, and that’s where I met her brother.
I acted as if I didn’t see him and he approached me, wanting to talk to me. I gave him a listening ear for the sake of his bereavement and he said we should meet up and talk. He asked how his son was doing and I told him that his son is dead.
I was angry and that was the only thing that came in mind. He wanted to create a scene but thankfully his sister came in and sorted things out. When I left the funeral ground that day, he took my number from his sister and called me several times.
I picked once and after realising he was the one, I ignored him whenever he called. I blocked his number but he kept calling with different numbers, sometimes at midnight.
My husband began to worry and asked who had been calling me at midnight. I had to tell him everything. He suggested we take the matter to court, as his brother is a good lawyer and could handle my case. I didn’t want to take it that far, but my friend eventually told her brother the truth since he wouldn’t stop calling.
Recently, he sent me a text saying I should meet him up somewhere and he has something to tell me. I met him at a guesthouse he lodged in, served me food and wine, got talking till I passed out.
Not knowing he drugged me and had sex with me whiles I was unconscious. That’s a rape case, even though I was angry about it, I didn’t want my husband to know what happened.
I kept it to myself but the guy knowing what he had planned out already, he sent me a nude picture he took of me when I was unconscious. He said either I should hand over his son to him or he will lie to my husband that, I met him at a hotel and we had sex which my husband would have believed him because I was naked in a room.
I have sleepless nights because of this because I’m scared my husband would divorce me if he finds out about this. How should I handle this situation? What should I do now? I need my son and my marriage, please help!
FG/EB
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