Marriage is a covenant many people take lightly until consequences knock without warning.
In Kitale, my story became a warning whispered in markets and barbershops after one reckless decision shattered my pride.
I was married to a patient, hardworking woman. We had built our home slowly, brick by brick. But familiarity turned into boredom in my restless mind.
Instead of nurturing my marriage, I began entertaining attention from a younger woman who constantly praised me.
She made me feel important. Powerful. Desired. What began as harmless messages soon grew into secret meetings.
Each time I left home with an excuse, my conscience tugged at me. Still, I ignored it. I convinced myself I was in control. ...CONTINUE READING