She Thinks I’m a Playboy, But I Love and Miss Her

I don’t know where to start from. Okay, I’ve been seeing this babe since I relocated to Abuja three years ago after graduating from the university. We see each other sometimes after six months. The last time we met—two weeks ago—we hadn’t seen each other for almost a year. I ain’t gonna lie, she’s doing well for herself, and she’s fucking smart. That is what all men want: a SMART WOMAN. That is what she is. I’m not even after her money because I’m not from a broke family. I work and manage myself.

The problem is she sees me as a playboy, which I’m not. She somehow thinks I’m after her money☹️. I really like this babe. She has had my back since day one. She was the first girl to ever take me to a salon in my own car to braid my hair. All the girls I’ve met, she’s the only one who has done what a wife will do for her husband. If you get to see this post or wherever you are, I just want to let you know that I love you. ❤️

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