CHILDHOOD SWEETHEARTS

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‪ Episode1

Peter and i had known each other since we were children, we grew up in the same neighborhood. We met when I was 8 years old. On my first day in primary school.
I always remembered my first day in primary school with smiles and I still remember how we sat in desks lined in rows, with our tiny bodies facing the front as we were both sighted sitting next to each other.

One time, during our primary school days, Peter had beaten up a boy who constantly bullied me and ever since then, we had been inseparable.

Growing up, Peter and I were so fond of each other. Our love was intense but innocent. People marvelled at our closeness and our friendship. Everyone in the neighborhood, knew that Peter and i adore each other so much.
The strange love that existed between us even brought our parents closer.

When I was 15, Peter and I were almost in our final year in college, I noticed we began to hold hands and exchange odd kiss. But our first date was hardly romantic.
I was all dressed up as we had planned to go on a long walk at 6pm but that day there was a massive thunderstorm and a downpour and we spent the whole evening huddled under a shade at the bus stop as we held hands. We stared at each other in pure excitement
We were so madly in love with each other.

For my 16th Birthday, Peter gifted me a lovely necklace with a beautiful pendant. I was thrilled as that gift was so precious to me. I wore that necklace always because to me it was like a

symbol of Peter’s love for me.

My parents were surprised when they saw the beautiful necklace and it became obvious that Peter and I were going out, my parents liked Peter, they knew he was hardworking and very respectful. They knew how Peter will take up odd jobs to assist his parents pay off some bills but still my parents didn’t exactly gave their approval to our teenage romance as they didn’t want their only daughter to end up with an unwanted pregnancy and ruin her future.

A year later after we had graduated from secondary School, Peter and I went off to different University, Peter got admitted into the state University at Lagos State while I got admitted into a federal University at the Federal capital Abuja. And we were surrounded by new experiences; loads of parties, girls and boys. But Peter and i always missed each other, we both knew that we had a lot of growing up to do. But we always looked for ways to connect with each other.

Five years after, Peter and i had graduated from the University and we both had even gotten better Jobs but yet our feelings for each other had not diminished.
As we still choose each other every day. And everyone who knew our story, loved our story so much.

As grown ups, Peter and i still feel the butterflies we remember feeling when we were still children. When Peter proposed to me, I jumped in excitement. Staring at the beautiful gold engagement ring with joy,
Peter was my CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART and my soul mate too. I longed to spend the rest of my life with him because I still felt giddy in love just like i was as a little school girl, when i first met Peter, many years ago.
I was only 13 Years old when i knew that one day i was going to marry Peter, but it took many years for that dream to finally become a reality.

When we were ready to settle down, the news spreaded everywhere like wild fire. People who knew how our love story started like our parents were so happy and proud. They blessed and prayed for our union to last forever.

We got married in an elaborate but simple beautiful wedding and just in few years after, Peter and I were blessed with two children.
At the beginning, our marriage was enviable and beautiful.

But things took a nose dive, after we celebrated our 7 years wedding anniversary. Peter and i began to take each other’s love for granted.

We constantly quarrelled and fought even in the presence of our little children, the love we had for each other, seemed to had disappeared as we fought over petty things.
Gradually, I turned into a nagging and unsubmissive wife while Peter turned into an unfaithful and irresponsible husband.
It was strange how things escalated to that level but Peter and I seemed not to care, we kept blaming each other, instead of changing our ways.

Gradually, Peter doesn’t love spending time with me and he preferred hanging out with his new lover.
I was not even bothered that Peter was always away, I felt I was better off alone as I have learned to be alone and to be a mother to my children.

Our marriage suddenly became a mess. As it’s lost the love and tranquility.

More than twice Peter and I had even decided it’s over. But none of us had summoned up the courage to call it a day or book that appointment with a lawyer, due to how long we had been together, we kept keeping up and pretending our marriage was okay. Even though we knew that
Our marriage stood on the brink of divorce.

We were both on the receiving end, but Yet somehow we held onto each other as we

still desperately craves a reason not to throw away all of the memories we had built with each other over the years.

No doubt Peter and i were meant for each other but over the years we Unknowingly stopped being friends with each other.
Peter was a good man but a clueless husband

As he had no clue that what I needed was attention.

At the first two years of marriage, our marriage seemed great. We both had a good job. We had money. We traveled together alot. We were buddies, we always had fun.
I was always a brilliant and natural mom and a loving wife

But when i began to take notes of Peter’s short comings, I began to complain more, I was always angry about something, because i always kept record each time Peter misbehaved like whenever he gave me the lion share of parenting while he took a diminished(little) responsibility.

He was always full of excuses and I noticed that he barely had time for me or our children.

Suddenly, every now and then, some stray comment would blow up into an argument that made no sense . We would take things personally and close down.
And Peter will leave in anger and he will stay out for days.

Having our children gave us a new purpose but drove the invisible wedge between us even deeper. As we fell into traditional roles of home maker and provider.

As our roles as parents became established, we stopped chatting to one another. We spent less and less time hanging out together on our own. When we did talk, it was usually about our children or work. With time i began to feel neglected while Peter felt unappreciative because I was always bitter and I complained alot, our drift apart was so very subtle. Without realising it, we had become strangers behind closed doors, sleepwalking toward separation.

Eventually my frustration came to a head, at my 35th birthday when my husband Peter forgot all about my birthday, When I confronted him he barely uttered few words “Fidelia, I was so busy, the last thing on my mind is some silly birthday, please give me a break” and he walked away. I felt worst, I concluded that Peter doesn’t love me anymore and maybe he had fallen in love with his lover. I was always investigating Peter and when I had confirmed that indeed he was seeing some one else , I was devastated.

Shortly after, in midst of my heartbreak, i became very ill.

I always felt a constant severe abdomen pain and just to feel better, i visited the hospital for possible treatment, i was examined at the go.
The doctor prescribed some drugs and also advised I get more medical test done to rule out other serious health issues.
“Please ensure you get these tests done, it’s very imperative you do them” the Doctor advised.

Some weeks after, I finally went for those medical tests, and when the results came, I was shocked.

Tbc

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Episode 2

When i visited my doctor for my test results, the results left me shattered.

“Mrs Fidelia, you have an End stage kidney failure, if you don’t get a kidney transplant in three months, you will die, please hurry as you have no time, get a donor” The doctor revealed and I was devasted. I wanted to share my pain with my husband but when i remembered all the wrong Peter had done to me, I ended up leaving him in the dark.
I decided to keep the bad medical report to myself.

One-day, Peter returned from work early, he prepared dinner and everyone ate quietly. For a moment, i was happy to eat the meal my husband had prepared, I thought I was going to get my husband back.

That evening, I had decided to let my husband know what was happening to me because of that single move he had made, he scored a point in my heart that evening; when he prepared Dinner.

After Dinner, i was taking out the dirty dishes, and I had sent our children to their rooms. I was busy doing the dishes, when my husband walked into the kitchen, we ran our eyes on each other without uttering a word like two strangers. Some minutes later, Peter cleared his throat and

walked closer to me

“Fidelia, this marriage is not working i think we should be free and be happy, I want to be plain
with you, I want a divorce, I met someone new and I feel I truly love her, Fidelia what we feel for each other is not love, is just a childhood infatuation, please let me go, I promise to care for our children and for you for as long as I live but I don’t want to remain in this marriage” Peter uttered and i almost lost my breath. I was devastated, i never believed that Peter could say all that to me.

“Childhood infatuation? You met someone new? Is that why you have been neglecting me? Is that why you forgot all about my birthday? Is that why you don’t care about me? I once had a job like you but because of the too many roles I have to play as a wife and a mother, I resigned from my job but did I get a thank you or well done, no! All you told me is that it’s my life and I can do whatever I want but I should ensure our children are well taken care of, when you barely spend time with your children not even on weekends” I managed to say.

I felt defeated as I spoke because Peter was not saying anything to console me and my whole body hurts especially my heart was broken, Peter stood there, with out uttering a word as he stared at me. Peter’s silence got me thinking, It was obvious that his silence shattered what was left of my heart.

I couldn’t even bring myself to tell Peter that I was sick and needed a kidney transplant to stay alive, I couldn’t bring myself to tell him that it was not a good time to demand for a divorce.

“I don’t want Peter to be with me out of Pity, if he doesn’t want to be with us, I’m letting him go” I thought within as tears dropped from my eyes. I took a deep breath and continued

“Peter, i can’t force you to be with me and your children but I will liberate you from this marriage, on one condition”
And Peter wondered what the condition is all about as he looked into my eyes

“Tell me what you want, I will do it, half of my wealth with this house? Anything you want I will give it to you, I’m not cutting you off my life, all I want is freedom” Peter uttered in a low tone but

I told him that I didn’t want his wealth or the house.

“sure, I’m liberating you from this marriage and All I want is for you to spend time with me and your children for three months, you will read our children, a bedtime story everynight, every weekend you will take I and the children out to nice places like the cinema or nice restaurant, and once it’s exactly three months, I will gladly set you free from this marriage” i said calmly
Is that all you want?” Peter asked surprisedly

I nodded “yes” and dried two tears from my eyes and then I managed to smile faintly but deep down I was shattered. I reminisced on how long I had been with Peter and it hurt me so much that it was so easy for him to replace me.

To my greatest surprise, Peter agreed to my condition and in no time, he began to execute his own part of the deal.
Everyday Peter and i spent time with our children.

Three weeks later, unknown to me, Peter had began to appreciate his family and he began to notice how much he still love me. All I noticed was that he became alot friendlier and more nicer but I was not paying any attention.
He had wondered so manytimes how he was going to explain to our children that he was going to divorce their mother- me

In two months, Peter began to have a change of heart but I was gradually allowing myself to die. I had given up on life, love and on my marriage. When I couldn’t find a donor, I decided to let myself die, I ate meals the doctor had asked me not to have and the worst I stopped taking my medication.

“What’s the need of staying alive when my husband wants to leave me, all I want is For him to be close to his children so that when I’m gone, he will still be attached to them and would take good care of them” i thought but I never imagined that the condition I set had healed my marriage and rekindle the love, we once shared.

In the third month, Peter was already sure of what he wanted but I had no idea that he wants to stay with me and our children because he was still in love with me, I had no clue that he had broken up with his lover, Bimpe after he had warned her never to contact him again. “I love my wife” he had told Bimpe.

I had no idea that he had plans to apologize to me and make peace. He had bought an expensive jewelry and other romantic gifts. He even planned a romantic dinner but that same day Peter had no idea that I was dying silently, my kidney were completely worn out and with a failed kidney I couldn’t function properly,

I was too weak and in a great pain but still I didn’t take my medication or visit the hospital and I kept quiet about what was happening to me, because I wanted to die and free Peter of our marriage as we agreed.

To Be Continued

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Episode 3

Exactly on the third month, Peter returned home earlier than expected, and he came back with flowers and the expensive jewelry and gifts he had bought specially for me and he had been practicing his apology speech the entire day, when he walked in to the room and saw me laying on the bed, he had no idea that I had passed out. as soon as he walked into the room, the first thing he sighted was the white neatly folded paper that says “Read me” it was a note I wrote few hours ago before my body gave up on me and I became unconscious.

“My love, I’m glad to be your wife and the mother of your children. I love you so much with all my heart and you’ve given me the best life I could have ever asked for, I am so lucky I got married to my CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART; you and it makes me so proud to be your wife and the mother to Alex and Kate, our children. My love, you are still the most handsome caring nurturing person

I’ve ever met… you are truly one of a kind… make sure you live life with happiness and that same passion that made me fall in love with you. Seeing you be the best Dad to the kids is the greatest thing I’ve ever experienced. I’m sorry I never appreciated you before now.
We grew up together, I have many memories, experiences, and life changes with you that I wouldn’t have otherwise. I remember you being there, just as excited as I was, when my brother was born. I remember holding you as you grieved the loss of your grandma. I remember moving to college together, and seeking your comfort when I was missing home. Graduations, first jobs, kids, all things I got to do with you, even though we suddenly drifted apart, I’m thankful for the time we spent together and that’s why, I’m not going to bear any grudge against you.
So I thank God, for the countless memories I have because we grew up together. I Thank God, for giving me my best friend when he did. I Thank God, for our story, I’m sorry for turning myself into a nagging and unsubmissive wife and for turning our home into a war zone. I’m sorry for everything I did wrong.
On the day, I wanted to let you know that I was diagnosed with Kidney failure, that same day you killed me before the disease had the chance to kill me because you asked for a divorce and I can’t live without you. Ever since then I stopped taking my drugs and today I’m letting myself die. It’s exactly three months, The doctor had told me that I needed a quick kidney transplant or else I will die. But i prefer death, since you will not be with me anymore. For the past three month, I stopped taking my medication and today, I feel very weird, weak and in a severe pain. please take care of our children, and be happy with your new found love. Goodbye.”

As soon as Peter was done reading the letter, he was in tears as he ran to me, he tried all he could to wake me but I was not moving, I was unconscious but some how I heard him talking to me, “My wife, my love, please don’t do this please wake up” Peter had said in fear. He was so scared, He walked closer to me and held my left hand and he noticed that I was cold, he was so frightened. immediately he rushed me to the hospital. All through the drive to the hospital, Peter was in tears as he regretted Everything he did wrong too.
“Oh my God, what have I done? Please Lord give me a second chance, don’t let My wife die on me, I’m ready to make amends and I’m ready to make our marriage work, please Lord, I need a second chance” He prayed.
When he arrived the hospital, I was rushed into the intensive care unit. With the look of things, my chance of survival was very slim but the doctor didn’t disclose that to Peter because he saw he was devastated already. The doctor asked Peter if he knew about my Kidney disease and the needed kidney transplant and he nodded yes.
“I guess it’s now or never, we need to get a donor” The doctor said calmly.

” Doctor I will give my wife my kidney, please what can I do please tell me”Peter entered at once.

I wasn’t surprised that Peter will give me his kidney, I knew how much we love each other.

But the doctor told him to calm down, “I will make sure your wife is stabilize first before the surgery, she is in pretty bad shape and some tests will be run on you, to confirm if your kidney will be compatible, what we don’t have is time but we will be fast as possible” The doctor concluded and he walked away.

Just as the doctor walked away, Peter fell into a deep thought.

He wondered when things became so bad between us

“I remember Fidelia had been the center of my world, when did we stop being friends, Fidelia didn’t even tell me that she had a kidney disease and to think I also demanded for a divorce, at the same time, oh God, please save my wife, I promise I will never leave her, I have realized that I love her as always, I now understand why she was loosing so much weight, I thought she was on a diet” Peter thought.

In few minutes, the doctor returned.

“Doc, how is my wife? When will I get to donate my kidney to my wife?” Peter asked coldly. “I tried all I could but I’m sorry, we lost her” The doctor said calmly
“Lost who?” Peter asked as held the doctor’s shirt with one hand and dragged him with the other.

“Calm down, Mr Peter, please be a man, I understand how you feel but there’s nothing I could do for your wife right now, I’m so sorry” The doctor said sadly.

Peter was threw into sorrow, he was devastated, he rushed to the intensive care unit, where i laid lifelessly.
He began to cry on my body. I saw him clearly but I wondered why he was not seeing me where I sat, away from my body. When I couldn’t bear to see my Peter in pain, I tried getting back to my lifeless body but I noticed I couldn’t.
“It’s because you killed yourself” a familiar voice uttered and when I turned around, it was a little boy in a white gown.
“I didn’t kill myself, I just let myself die” I corrected and the little boy smiled faintly.

“By the way who are you?” I threw in.

“I’m Peter, little Peter, we met when we were 8 years old but I died ever since we stopped chatting and playing” the little boy replied and i stared in confusion.
“I don’t understand” I uttered coldly.

“Don’t worry you will understand. I swore to love you forever and I will always love you” The little boy added.
I stared at the little boy closely, and then I noticed he looked exactly like Peter when he was still a boy.

In few minutes, The little Peter disappeared but the real Peter, the man I married, was still crying on my lifelessly body
“Please wake up, my love please wake up, I promise I will never take our love for granted, how I’m I going to take care of our children, all alone, I’m sorry that I left the lion share of parenting to you, I’m sorry I wasn’t paying attention to your complain, I’m sorry that I concluded that you were nagging and unsubmissive. I’m sorry for everything I did wrong, please don’t leave me, you are my only true love, please don’t leave me, I can’t take care of our children like you did, you are a wonderful mother to our children. I’m sorry please don’t punish me like this, I can’t cope without you” Peter said in tears. I began to cry too. I regretted letting myself die and I regretted the way, I lived my life.
I didn’t give myself a moment of Joy or peace. I was always bothered and worried. I let myself get depressed and frustrated. The Peter I thought was going to leave me was on my lifeless body crying, the whole time.
The doctors and nurses tried everything to Console Peter but he was unconsolable. But they had no choice but to take my lifeless body out of the intensive care unit.

I stood beside Peter my beloved husband and it was a pity I was invisible to him. When my thoughts went to my children, I almost ran mad.
“They will be hungry by now, they had not eaten anything ever since, they returned from school” I thought.
Everything felt like a dream and I was wondering if I will ever wake up from this horrible nightmare.

To Be Continue

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Episode 4

It was on my funeral that It became obvious that I died because my pictures were everywhere and
My parents, my friends and relatives were all in tears. The confusion in my Children’s face broke my heart.

Few months after, I found Peter doing all I always complained that he wasn’t doing. He became a devoted single father to our children. He cooked them good meal every day, prepared them for school. Upon his busy schedule, he still brings fresh flowers to my grave. He had apologized a thousand times for everything he had done wrong and he promised he will never be with another woman for the rest of his life.

“I’m going to spend my whole life, taking care of our children, Fidelia my love, please forgive me” he pleaded again.
I became very sad, it was obvious that my family needs me and I was so devasted as I wallowed in deep regrets.
“Peter loves me so much but why did we drift apart if we love each other so much?” I thought in tears

“Because you stopped being friends with each other, he became bored and he began to lust after another woman. You were not giving him a chance to explain, you were always judging and complaining. Your marriage became like a difficult chore because you were always bugging him on what to do and what not to do, you began to sound like his mother and not like his childhood friend and sweetheart” Little Peter replied at once and I listened speechlessly.

Everyday, I noticed how lonely Peter was becoming without me and how he needed a friend. Every night I visited him in his dream and he was always excited to see me in his dream.

Every night Peter dreamt he was alone in bed. Then, I will crawled into bed with him. Peter was so convinced it was real but when he wakes up he will be in tears. Just to make him feel better, Everynight I kept visiting him in his dreams.
At one point, Peter would put my leg over his body. He will reach down to rub his hand up and down my smooth slightly stubbled thigh. I will smile at him but He will just looked at me with a puzzled look on his face. He always wake up from his dreams in tears.

Many times he had asked himself

“How could i feel her leg if this is a dream?” I’ve never had a dream where I could feel and remember texture, but ever since Fidelia died None of this made sense”
but as a ghost I understood everything.

Most times, I reached towards my husband and all his sense of texture will disappear. We will make love and everything will feel so real. Peter’s dream image started to fall apart like a jigsaw puzzle. He always woke up in shock and would say “Oh my god”. He will be breathing really hard. He couldn’t believe how real the dream was. He always had the desire to return to his dreams, where he will see me. To him, it felt like it wasn’t a dream.

Peter really felt like his brain was losing it’s ability to tell the difference between the conscious and the unconscious. And I’m still bothered because Peter was somehow losing his mind.
He always wants to sleep, so he could get to see me.

“If you continue like this, he will go insane and no one will take care of Kate and Alex” Little Peter had told me.
I had to stop coming to my Peter’s dream but still he will take sleeping pills just to go to sleep with the hope of getting to see me again.
When I stopped visiting his dreams, he always woke up in tears still

A year after I died, I noticed Bimpe, My husband’s ex lover, was trying hard to reconnect with my husband.
Peter tried everything to avoid her but I guess my death made things easier for Bimpe.

No doubt Peter needed a friend and ever since I stopped coming to his dreams. He was always lonely and in deep thought..
And gradually Bimpe began to seduce Peter, she had invited her over to her house and she had promised to give him nothing but unforgettable pleasure. But Peter kept declining.

But one-day, I was surprised to see my children sit by themselves as they were waiting patiently for their father.
It was almost 7:30 pm and my children were yet to have dinner. I forgot that was gone as I walked into the kitchen to make dinner for my children but I noticed I couldn’t touch anything, everything in the kitchen including the pot were like a shadow.
I was so angry that I let myself die like that when I had two beautiful children to look out for.

In anger I walked away in search of Peter, my sweetheart, Little Peter came to me. And I had no choice to ask him where my husband was.
“I’m sorry, I can’t tell you because I don’t want to break your heart” Little Peter said.

I left little Peter and I walked away, I searched everywhere for my husband but when I couldn’t sight him anywhere, a strong force pushed me to an unknown place.
It was a little apartment and I wondered why i came there. But when I looked

through the living room window, i was shocked with what I saw, i saw my Peter with another girl, one look I could tell who she was- Bimpe.

“She finally got what she wanted. She finally got my husband, but how could Peter do this to me, he promised to be devoted to our children and to cherish my memories forever” I thought in tears.

” True but you are no more, there’s no connection between the dead and the living” little Peter entered and I got so pissed with his comment.

“Why do you keep following me around, I thought you don’t want to tell me where my husband is, what do you want? Yes I love you when we were children but now I’m not in love with you but

with the grown up Peter but he has changed, he lead me to my death and now he is with his lover when he should be with our children, and they are very hungry, This is so unfair” I said in tears.

“Do you know that you can return to your children and you can get Peter back?” Little Peter entered
“How? Is that even possible because I’m died and buried.” I replied, little Peter could see the unbelief in my eyes.
“Yes you can, I gave you a lovely necklace with a lovely pendant, when you turned 16, can you give it back and I will make this nightmare go away.” Little Peter said calmly

“No way, that’s the symbol of Peter’s love and Its so precious to me” I replied

“More precious than Your children, more precious than Peter, me?” Little Peter asked and I nodded no.
I was now willing to let go of the beautiful necklace and pendant but I have forgotten where I had kept it all these years.

Little Peter consoled me and he told me to listen to big Peter’s conversion with his lover Bimpe before we go.
And I did.

To Be Continued

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Episode 5

As I looked through the window again I was disappointed to see Peter and Bimpe in each other’s arms and I knew, instantly, what was going on.

I was absolutely devastated. I turned back to little Peter and I told him that there was no need to return to Life because I can’t bear to see Peter cheat on me with Bimpe and just when I told little Peter that his grown up self was a j**k, I heard my husband’s voice, he was talking to Bimpe and I listened attentively, this time his words mended my broken heart. “Bimpe no woman would be able to take the place of My late wife Fidelia, I’m sorry not even you, please stop forcing yourself on me” Big Peter said but Bimpe promised to be patient with him.
“I am not here to take your late wife’s place, I’m here to love you, please. I thought you were in love with me and you almost ended your marriage for me” Bimpe entered

“Bimpe, that’s the greatest mistake, I have ever done in my life, Bimpe I was confused, you gave me the peace and respect that I always expected from my wife but the truth remain that I don’t love you, yes I was attracted to you but that’s not love” Peter replied
“Peter I know that you are still mourning your late wife, I guess that’s why you are confused but I want you to know that I will always be here for you, feel free to call me, whenever you need me, I will be here waiting for you” Bimpe added

“I have to go, my children will be expecting me” Peter concluded and walked away.

After I listened to this conversation, I broke down in tears but deep down I felt happy. Little Peter walked closer to me and held my left hand.
“I thought you will be happy but you are crying, what can I do for you please tell me” Little Peter asked coldly.
“I’m ready, I want to go back to my children and to my Peter , they need me, I’m going to look for that necklace, I’m not going to remain here, I love Peter so much and I know better now, I promise never to nag him or to try to change him, it so obvious that his heart belongs to me, I was a fool to think he was going to leave me, he love me too much” I said in tears and little Peter smiled.

“Good, you need to be patient with him, trust him and don’t forget to be friends with each other, so I can live again. You both stopped goofing around with each other, you stopped being children and little Peter and Little Fidelia died” Little Peter said sadly.

“Little Fidelia? Me? Where is little Fidelia?” I asked in shock and a little beautiful shy girl

appeared, it was obvious that the little girl was me, but before I will utter a word, Little Fidelia vanished. I smiled faintly because I remember how shy I was, when I was still a child.

That night, i went to see Peter in his dream, and I asked him where the necklace he gave me could be found and of course he told where I left it, it was in my parent’s house, I hurriedly left to get it and when I got to my parent’s house, I was devastated because they were still mourning my death. My brother was consoling them but they were unconsolable. I realized how much I was loved, even though it broke my heart to see them in that state, I didn’t waste anytime at my parent’s house as I was more concerned with finding the necklace and getting my life back.

When I found the necklace, I was so excited and I ran to my husband to give him the good news, I was hoping to see him sleeping, so I could visit his dreams but I was disappointed, he was out with Bimpe and our children.

I felt defeated, that night I visited Bimpe in her dreams and I told her, ‘Please don’t ever hurt my husband. Look after him and my children for me’. And Bimpe woke up in fear.

I gave up Because my children seemed to have liked Bimpe too, as they treasured each moment of that weekend that they spent together with her, because Bimpe was so nice to them, She cooked them a delicious meal and they went to the cinema to see a movie, but I couldn’t see the screen through my tears.

Despite my heartbreak, I vowed to be nice to Bimpe, since she was nice to my children. And she seemed to be a good friend to my husband and they looked very happy together. I don’t want to be selfish, I was never a selfish person, if Being with Bimpe will bring happiness into my husband’s life, I was ready to accept my Fate But Little Peter told me that Bimpe was only pretending.

“She doesn’t love your husband or your children, she is with your husband for his wealth and once Bimpe gets married to Peter, she will stop caring for your children” Little Peter told me and I almost had an heart attack.

“Have you found the necklace?” Little Peter asked and I nodded yes and I gave it to him.” I will be

back” he told me and vanished.

“A small part of me was glad that I will be returning to my loved ones but I still don’t believe if it’s possible. But I remembered a bible verse that reads “with God all things are possible”

To Be Continued

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Episode 6 –

Semi final

I missed Peter so much and I don’t think I will ever get over him.

Few hours later, I was surprised to see myself laying in the hospital bed with Peter my husband beside me. The doctors and nurses were everywhere
Peter and I were laying unconscious and submerged with tubes and wires, it looked as if we were in the theatre and I just undergo a kidney transplant. In an hour the doctor was in smiles.
” The surgery was successful, thank God” one of the surgeons said in smiles. “What’s going on?” I asked myself
” Your second chance at life, use it well this time” Little Peter said, I almost jumped out of my skin, I wonder why little Peter was always creepy.

“With the necklace that’s the symbol of love and God is love, God has given you a second chance, make your marriage work and live a peaceful life” Little Peter said.
In few minutes the cute little boy said goodbye and I promised to bring him back to life by becoming Peter’s best friend again and he smiled. He waved at me and then I saw the little

Fidelia(Me) standing beside Little Peter. They held hands and then they vanished.

Peter and I woke up some hours later and it was as if we had the same dream.

He dreamt of everything I went through as a ghost and he was so excited that it was a dream. He reassured me of his endless love and friendship.

We recovered quickly and in few months time, we were discharged from the hospital.

Six months on, Peter and I are now best friends like our childhood days, we now knew we needed to make our marriage work. We have sunk to our knees and told each other how sorry we are. We pledged to be team mates and best of friends.

This was the real turning point in our marriage, it took all that to happen for our marriage to work despite how much we love each other.

There have been plenty of important times in our marriage subsequently when we’ve dealt with difficult issues. But this was the crucial shift in attitude that suddenly put us in with a real chance. We both now wanted to take responsibility for our marriage. I wanted the best for Peter and he also wanted the best for me, Peter had started to pay attention to my needs and he now knows what makes me happy and he does them. We play like little children and we tell each other every thing.

Bimpe had finally disappeared from the picture because she got tired of throwing herself at my husband. I don’t investigate Peter anymore because I have learned to trust him and I believe with God, Peter will always do the right thing.

To Be Continued

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Episode 7-

Final Episode

Today we have been married for twenty seven years. Our marriage is unrecognisable from that awful moment of confrontation all those years. Our family has also multiplied. We now have two children in their teens and two young adults. It’s a sobering thought that if all these didn’t happen, our youngest two children wouldn’t exist at all.

Yes, it’s been a long road. It’s not been easy. We’re still a work in progress. We have our ups and downs just like anyone else. But when i speaks, Peter listen and notice and vice versa. Peter and I appreciate each other and we don’t judge each other anymore because that’s what friends do.

Today Peter and I can say with great confidence that we are happily married. We must be doing something right. And I can’t thank God enough for keeping Peter and I together and our love forever.

This day forward, instead of giving our attention to the outside world, let’s make our partner feel like the center of our world.

The most hurting part in a relationship is seeing your partner losing interest in you.

“One of the major pillars for a great marriage is friendship. Where a husband or wife is 100% confident that they have a friend in their spouse, it makes a difference. Don’t just be husband and wife; that friendship element is absolutely important. Friendship has to be nourished and nurtured regularly or it will face the danger of becoming like a business relationship

Your spouse must be able to sit down and talk to you about anything without you getting defensive or behaving as if they are a burden to you. Your spouse should be able to joke with you about anything and just feel free to be themselves around you. Many husbands and wives

are not themselves when they are around each other. However, when they come around those they consider friends or family, they let loose; that should not be so. In fact, you should have the most fun with your spouse; give them room to be goofy and free around you; let your children see that side of you

Stop being so rigid and official with each other. You joke with everyone else but frown at each other; relax!! Please build friendship & maintain friendship. This also means that even when your spouse may be at their lowest point, you are there to pick them up, not tear them down. Exactly what you will do for someone you consider a friend; do the same and even much more for your spouse. Friendship is core and marriage is the greatest platform to experience true and lasting friendship. That’s part of what will keep your bond of love tight.

Be happy and let go of every negative thoughts. What is yours will always be yours.

Remember when you kill yourself out of jealousy, your spouse or partner may replace you, so easily, even if they love you so much. They still need to be happy and to move on. Stay alive and make yourself happy. Don’t depend on anyone for your happiness.

It always takes two people to sacrifice in any relationship.

You should never give up on someone you love. Be patient.

No one is perfect.

There’s no perfect husband. No Perfect Wife. What makes a Marriage special is when an imperfect Couple, Refused to give up on each other

Sometimes all you can do is to accept what is, let go of what was and have faith in what will be

As a couple, hold hands not grudges,

You gain nothing by holding onto hurts and past problems! Give each other the gift of a clean slate and see the freedom it brings!

God is bigger than your bad decisions.

The End

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