"Our relationship had evolved into a profound and captivating bond. I felt as though I had entered her world, and we had become inseparable. We would spend hours together, exploring the depths of our love, and I cherished every moment we shared.
Every evening, she would return from work, and we would visit her mother's shop together, where I'd assist with cooking dinner. Her family welcomed me with open arms, and I felt a sense of belonging. Victoria's mother and siblings adored me, and I was grateful for their love and acceptance.
As our love continued to flourish, we grew more comfortable with each other. Our daily routine consisted of morning texts, and I would eagerly await her nightly messages. Our relationship seemed perfect, and the community around us couldn't help but envy our love.
However, my past lingered, and the memory of my ex, Ella, still haunted me. We had parted ways when I relocated to Lagos for my polytechnic education. Despite this, Victoria and I were deeply in love, and nothing seemed capable of coming between us.
I encouraged her to adopt a healthier lifestyle, suggesting early morning exercises by the roadside. Her innocence and introverted nature made her vulnerable to the world, but I was determined to support and protect her '
As we celebrated our second year together, we decided to take our relationship to the next level by adopting a pet dog. We had always talked about getting a furry friend, and finally, the time had come. We visited a local breeder and fell in love with a cute, brown-skinned pup with adorable fallen ears and a distinctive touch of white at the end of her tail. We named her Sasha, and she quickly became the center of our universe. Victoria purchased Sasha when she was just two months old, and since her residence was bustling with neighbors, she asked me to take care of our new furry friend at my private residence. I was more than happy to accept the responsibility and brought Sasha to my parents' house, where she was welcomed with open arms.
As Sasha's primary caregiver, I ensured she received the best training and attention, even during my busiest moments. I took her on long walks, played fetch with her, and taught her basic commands. Victoria would often visit us, and we'd spend hours playing with Sasha, watching her grow and thrive under our care. It was a wonderful experience, and our bond grew stronger as we cared for her together. We'd share laughs, tears, and moments of joy as we watched her learn and adapt to her new surroundings.
What made our relationship even more special was our shared background - we hailed from the same state, tribe, and even shared the same zodiac sign, Aquarius. Our birthdays are just a week apart, and we always celebrate together, followed by Valentine's Day, just 12 days later. We'd plan elaborate birthday celebrations, complete with cakes, balloons, and gifts. she would surprise me with thoughtful presents, and I'd do the same for her. We'd spend hours reminiscing about our time together and looking forward to the future.
During these special times, we'd plan various celebrations, including romantic outings, fun-filled adventures, and even matching outfits. On my birthday, Victoria surprised me with a special cake, carefully crafted to my liking, while I planned exciting excursions to places like the Abuja Amusement Park, where we'd scream with delight on roller coasters and other thrilling rides. We'd also visit the breathtaking Nyanya Waterfall, where we'd hike and picnic amidst nature's splendor. Other adventures took us to the University of Abuja Zoo, where we'd marvel at the diverse wildlife, and Lugbe Shoprite, where we'd indulge in retail therapy. We'd also spend relaxing days at Jabi Lake, watching the sunset and enjoying each other's company, and visit the Skating Mall, where we'd glide across the ice rink and enjoy quality time together.
On Valentine's Day, we'd visit Eddy Garden, a culinary haven where we'd feast on delicious food like catfish, beef, goat meat pepper soup, and other local delicacies. Victoria's favorite drink, Smirnoff Ice, would be chilling in the fridge, waiting for us to toast to our love. We'd also spend time at Wisdom Garden, a serene oasis where I'd help her overcome her fear of water by teaching her how to swim. With patience, encouragement, and support, she gradually became more confident in the water, and we'd spend hours swimming and laughing together.
As the years went by, our love continued to grow, and Sasha remained our loyal companion, bringing us even closer together as a couple. Our love story was one for the ages, filled with laughter, adventure, and a deepening bond that only grew stronger with each passing day. We were each other's rock, supporting and loving each other through thick and thin. And as we looked to the future, we knew that our love would only continue to flourish, with Sasha by our side.
It was one of those off days when we were trying to make the most of our time together. We were having fun, laughing and joking, when suddenly, a call came in from my ex, Ella. Her voice was as captivating as ever, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. She's a stunning light-skinned woman with bright eyes that shine like morning stars, and a presence that commands attention. As a stripper, she's got a certain allure and class that was part of the reason I distanced myself from her. I'd already told Victoria about her when we first met, and I could sense her curiosity about the situation.
Ella called in the middle of our fun time and said she was coming to see me if I was around. She was on speakerphone, and my girlfriend Victoria signaled for me to tell her I was home. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond, but her encouragement settled it. After ending the call, I wondered why Ella needed to see me so badly. Was it just a casual visit, or was there something more on her mind?
A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. "Hello, peace be unto the house," she said, her voice sweet and familiar. I answered, "Come in," and she walked in looking elegant and irresistible, with skin that glowed like a young child's. Her fragrance was catchy, and I remembered our sweet days together. She greeted me with a "good afternoon," and I invited her to sit down.
Victoria stared, her eyes narrowing slightly as she took in Ella's presence. I introduced them, trying to break the tension: "Vicky, this is Ella, my ex," and to Ella, "Vicky is my girlfriend." Shortly after, Vicky stood up and said she had to go help her mom at the shop. "I'll be back soon, my" she said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
Ella watched her leave, a mix of emotions on her face. When Vicky was gone, she turned to me and said, "You're really moving on, aren't you?" She sounded surprised, even a little hurt. "I didn't think you'd find someone else so quickly." I didn't know how to respond, so I just shrugged.
Then, she offered to cook lunch so we could both eat. I agreed, and she removed her bra, saying she was feeling hot. She headed straight into the kitchen, her confidence and poise unwavering. A few minutes later, she requested my presence to help her in the kitchen. As I stepped into the kitchen, I felt a sense of unease. What was Ella's game? And how would this encounter play out?....
