I met this guy on Facebook, we chatted and exchanged contacts. Fortunately, he is from my side, so after a while, I decided to come back because I wasn’t in my state and he just came back from abroad. So, he met me and treated me nicely that I fell in love with him. He is a hard guy who barely compliments his woman nor says “I love you.” He believes actions will speak for him. So along the line, within a month, I took in. I was so worried, but before then he told me he wasn’t ready for marriage, me either, but if anything happens and I decide to keep the baby, he will take care of us and we’ll never lack. He is well-to-do and keeps a low-key profile, so I told him, and he asked me if I wanted to keep it.
Deep down, I wasn’t ready for a baby, but then again I don’t ever want to have an abortion, so I decided to keep the baby. The first month was hell for me, it was from one sickness to another, and he was there at my beck and call. That alone gave me the mind to keep the baby because he was taking care of me, feeding me, bathing me, carrying me, literally everything. Fast forward to when I regained myself a bit, I decided to travel to my base. Four days before my travel, I had a miscarriage. God! I made a video and sent it to him that morning. I was devastated, broken, and hurt. Starting from that day, everything changed. He stopped calling, chatting, and checking up on me.
I sent him messages, and it took time to reply. That alone broke me, coupled with the miscarriage. Though I was scared because I knew so many things might be going through his mind and what other people would tell him because with everything that happened, it was pointing towards me having an ab0rtion. Why on earth would I have a miscarriage four days after I left his house, after spending weeks at his place? After disturbing him, he finally decided to open up that a seer told him I know what happened to the baby. I cried my eyes out because I didn’t know. I was beginning to love my baby.
I was heartbroken, even depressed because I lost my baby and my man. I sent him a long VN and decided not to hit him up again. I went off social media to heal. After a while, I came back online. A few days later, he called me on video call, and I picked. We talked, and he complimented me. We started talking once in a while. Then I returned to my state again, and he offered to see me. I agreed, and we met. On the first day of seeing him, I thought we wanted to talk about what happened. Though before that, he said he didn’t believe what the seer told him and what other people (his family) were saying because he knows me and he knows I couldn’t do that because of what I went through at his place.
But at that time, he was trying to wrap his head around everything because he had built his life around the baby already and made so many plans. So he needed space to take it all in. I blamed him because he didn’t even think about me, how I’m going to feel, or how I’m doing mentally, physically, and psychologically. So we talked. I was so hot when I came back, though, so he was praising me that I’m now hotter than before. My skin was glowing. While we were talking, he kissed me. I was shocked. One thing led to another, and we had s£x. Since then, I’ve visited him twice, and we had s£x during these two visits. But now I’m confused because I don’t know what we are doing.
I’ve been trying to ask him this question, “What Are We?” but then again, I’m thinking of leaving it that way and enjoying myself because I love him but not like before. I feel stupid having sex with him. Please, Rantandtalkz fam, what should I do? I will be in the comment section. Love and Peace.
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