We started dating three years ago. He was jobless but I took him like that. He used to work with a rural bank but lost his job. I was encouraged that someday he would find a job, so I said yes to his proposal. I’m a teacher.
I don’t earn so much but my enterprising spirit won’t allow me to rely only on my salary. I do other things to earn extra money. It’s because of this extra money that I was able to support him all the times that he wasn’t working.
When he lost his job and wasn’t getting any job here, he went to live with his sick mom. His mother loved me like I was her own and to repay the love she invested in me, I also tried my best to extend a helping hand to her each time she needed drugs and my boyfriend couldn’t buy them. So in a way, I was taking care of his mother and was taking care of him.
Anytime I went to visit his mother, I saw a boy with her. A boy of five years old. The boy looked exactly like my boyfriend but nothing would tell me that the boy was my boyfriend’s son. Though he denied ever telling me that the boy was his nephew, I remember asking him one day about the boy and his answer was….Read Full Story Here……
