My name is Aisha, and I live in Nairobi, Kenya. I never imagined that I would one day be thrown out of my own home by the man I trusted and loved for years. My husband, Michael, and I had been married for eight years, and we had built a life together. I took care of our home, supported him through thick and thin, and even sacrificed my own dreams for our family. I believed in him completely, but I was about to discover a betrayal I could never have expected.
It all started when I noticed small changes in Michael’s behavior. He would stay late at work and claim he was busy, but sometimes I would see him leave in a hurry without telling me where he was going. Our conversations became shorter, and he seemed easily irritated with me over trivial matters. At first, I blamed myself, thinking maybe I wasn’t attentive enough. But deep inside, I knew something was wrong.TO READ MORE,TAP HERE
