Ngozi Lovelyn Life Stories
My Life After I Put This Inside My Husband’s Pillow – Part 12
After he came back. He headed straight to the room. I was in the living room the time he came back. I greeted him, but he didn’t respond normal. He only hummed and headed straight to the room. Dinner was a forgotten affair for him in the house, so it was irrelevant setting the table for him. How he changed continued baffling me. I was emotionally drained thinking about everything and where I went wrong.
So I sighed deeply, hopping on the things I set inside his pillow. My heart was racing, as my body trembled in fear.
“What if he sees them? What excuse am I going to give him? It will automatically mean my end” I kept shivering in fear
“I knew I hid them very deep inside, but what if I get unlucky?” my heart continued racing
I was still battling with anxiety, I didn’t know when I slept off, there in the living room.
About 4 am in the morning, I felt a hand tapping me.
With a sleepy eye, I saw a figure like that of a man, standing in front me, looking directly opposite me and I screamed Jesus.
It was when I opened my eyes clearly that, I noticed it was my husband.
