I was in a relationship with a very beautiful and loving girl. We looked like nothing could separate us. Trust me, my friends even envied our relationship. They'd sit and listen to me talk about how I spent my vacation with her and all that because she was at UG while I pursued an Engineering program at KNUST.
Auntie, my colleagues even called me a relationship counselor because they learned from my relationship and applied it to theirs, which kept them thriving.
Auntie Abena, in the fourth year of our relationship, I had a dream where she was cheating on me. The dream wasn't clear, but I woke up with the thought that my baby girl was cheating on me. For the first time in my life, I brushed off a dream. Our relationship was still sweet, so it didn't make sense that my girl would be cheating on me.
Months later, I had a very weird dream. In the dream, I got into my car with my friends after we finished lectures. As I tried to close the door, a woman from nowhere tried to stop me from closing it. I struggled with her to close the door. In doing so, she grazed my wrist, and I woke up from the dream feeling the scratch on my hand.
I told my mom about it later in the day, and she called her Prophet to tell him. Ei, these our mothers, eh? ? The Prophet asked me to call him when I was less busy. I was reluctant, but I later called and narrated the dream to him. The first thing he asked was if I was in a relationship with plans toward marriage, and I affirmed it.
Right there, he told me there would be a disappointment. Disappointment s?n? First, it was a dream of my girlfriend cheating on me, and now the Prophet is telling me that it’s not going to work out. But I still held on to my relationship.
One day, we met to spend some time together. We both got hungry, so we stepped out to eat. As usual, our phones were on the table as we ate. Suddenly, her phone screen lit up, and I saw two missed calls on the lock screen. I encouraged her to call back because it might be an emergency, but she said she would call later. We finished eating, and I asked her to unlock her phone so we could take pictures for memories.
I don't know what came over me, but I felt a dying urge to open her call logs. I opened them, and the missed calls were from one "Joe," with so many love emojis and padlocks. Ei! I'm a very jovial person, so I asked her who was bold enough to save their name on my babe's phone like this. And she laughed it off.
Funny enough, I checked how my contact was saved, and it was just my initials, K.K. Trust me, if she had added a cockroach emoji kraa, I would have been comforted, but it was just raw initials. I kept it to myself so I wouldn't mess up the happy moments.
When I got home, I called her and drew her attention to it. She claimed it was her friend who saved the guy's name on her phone like that, so it was nothing to worry about. But I remembered the dreams and what the Prophet said, so instantly, I conditioned my heart for breakfast.
We met another time, and I intentionally asked her for her phone to order a ride home.
While doing so, I quickly checked her WhatsApp messages with that particular contact. She had removed the emojis this time. I opened their chat and saw receipts of money sent to her. You could see the messages were intentionally deleted. They didn't make sense, so I realized it was a deliberate action to hide her tracks because I had never bothered to check her phone throughout the five years we had been together.
I confronted her, and she was defensive, but I didn’t have any evidence to claim she was actually cheating, so I just allowed fate to do its work. This was somewhere last year in November. In December, she started making excuses about school stress. The lovely girl who couldn’t go a day without talking to me now took three days to return a call. Our texts became random check-ins.
I just wished she would even tell me what she was going through so we could talk about it. I got on a call with her in January, and we spoke extensively about the sudden change in the relationship and how to go about it, but things worsened. Since we were barely talking, I chose to call off the relationship on February 14, 2023. There was no apparent reason to hold on to something that didn’t want to be saved. I really tried.
Was she really cheating? I can’t tell.
Did the evidence prove she was? It wasn’t absolute, but I know that after I found out about the name and the messages on her phone with that guy, our relationship was never the same.
Unfortunately, this experience has left a mark on my mind, just like the mark the lady in the dream left on my hand. I find it hard to trust ladies now, but I'm healing gradually. I'll be fine. It's just a matter of time.
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