My name is Naomi, and my husband of 12 years abandoned me when he started working as a cashier at a university near our home. He began coming home late, and whenever I questioned his lateness, he would get very angry. One night, he almost slapped me when I asked why he had come home at 2 a.m., reeking of alcohol and a woman’s perfume. Once, while he was in the shower, his phone vibrated, and I decided to check who was texting him. I saw a message from a woman named Milka, saying she couldn’t wait to make love with my husband that night in their usual place.
I was furious and felt helpless. I couldn’t stand by and watch my marriage fall apart. I took Milka’s number and searched for her profile on Facebook. To my shock, I found pictures of her with my husband on a vacation. Desperate, I decided to go home and see what advice my mother and sisters could offer to save my marriage. When I told my husband that I would be away with the kids for the weekend, I was surprised by how happy he was.
“It’s okay, you go and see your mother... Continue Reading