MY WEDDING NIGHT
Good day friends, my name is Precious, and
what i give you guys is the story of my life.
A story of pain, love and sadness. A story
of lost hope, betrayal and death. A true life
event that turned my life upside down.
Where do i start?.
I guess i have to start from the major
episode, the night that changed my whole
ON MY WEDDING NIGHT
I write with Tears
I woke up after my wedding night to see
a knife buried in
my husband’s chest, our bed sheet
soaked with blood.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, i couldn’t
believe it was all real.
I held my dead husband and looked
“no this can’t be happening” i breathed,
trying hard to
control myself. But it was all real,
Damian was cold and
still. He was dead for real.
“nooo” i sobbed quietly, wondering what
to do, wondering
the next step to take.
There was any doubt, i was about
experiencing a very
terrible twist in my life. Damian was
definitely murdered by
someone who was so desperate to
destroy my happiness. I
sat down on the floor while my mind
flashed back to how i
met my husband.
After Nysc, early the previous year. I
came to Abuja to live
with my elder brother who was a doctor
in one of the city
hospitals. He had no problem getting me
a good job in a
very popular construction company
inside the city.
Seriously i counted myself as a very
lucky girl because i
was the first to get a job among all my
friends. I started work in Damian’s office
as a secretary and
that was when my life took a dramatic
Damian who was my boss, a white and
an American citizen
quickly took interest in me. He was so
sweet and caring but
equally a womanizer. Everyone warned
me to be careful.
My colleagues advised me to be
professional when dealing
with him and never give in to his
demands, which i obeyed.
But surprisingly he continued disturbing
me, even after
turning him down so many times. The
more i turned him
away, the more bolder he got.
This continued until i finally gave in to
We had a very sweet relationship that
soon became the talk
of the town. As our relationship
progressed, i starting
getting threats from his old girlfriends
both in Nigeria and
abroad, but it never stopped me from
giving up on him.
Three months into the relationship, he
proposed to me and
met my people, drawing another shock
especially the white community.
Our marriage was quickly fixed and i
insisted for it to be
done in Nigeria because of my family
and friends which he
accepted without hesitation.
Damian’s mother, family members and
friends arrived the
country two days to our wedding. I had
a very long talk with
his mum and cousins who all tried to be
nice to me even
though the resentment on their faces
The church wedding and reception went
very well. Damian
really spared no cost in organising the
whole show. We
planned travelling to Dubai the next day
for our honeymoon,
which made us spend our first night as
husband and wife in
his big house where almost all his family
Anyone of them could have crept into
the room as we slept
and struck him, but there wasn’t any
doubt i would be the
“Oh no” i wailed with a loud voice,
drawing the attention of
everyone in the house. Within minutes,
member of the white community was in
It was as if they were all waiting for
I couldn’t believe i was married only for one night….
Haaaaaa, just one night let’s cross our hands for episode 2……
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