Our marriage was only three months old when I discovered that my husband had started smoking. It caught me off guard, and at first, I thought it might be a prank. Quickly, I rushed over, grabbed the cigarette from his hand, and tossed it away. In the process, I got a burn on my finger, but that was the least of my concerns.
I told him sternly, “What kind of joke is that? It’s not funny; don’t ever do it again.” To my surprise, he revealed a whole pack of cigarettes in his pocket. I asked, “Are you okay? Where did this come from? When did you start doing this?” He admitted, “It started back in secondary school.” I was taken aback, asking, “You mean you’ve been doing it even when we were dating?”
He explained that it wasn’t a constant habit, more like an on-and-off thing. I couldn’t believe it. We had been together for almost two years, and he had been a friend for over three years, yet I had no inkling of this side of him. I met him in……Read Full Story Here……………
