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How The House Help Ruined My Relationship

Published on November 14, 2015

How The house help Ruined My Relationship
So I met Frank whiles in school and we liked each other so much. We were not dating on campus but we were very close. Due to our positions in the campus fellowship we strained ourselves from dating.
On our graduation we had our party together with both our families. As I watched frank ‘s family mingle with mine I felt a little conviction in my heart that we will be great together. Our national service was over in some months and we both came back to Accra to settle.
Frank started working in Ecobank and I was working for the communication department of Nestlé Ghana. He finally proposed and we started dating. His parents had traveled to the states so he was living with just their house help who took care of the house. Frank was an only child so he had to stay in the house for his parents until they decide to come back.
We spent most evening together at church or eating at my apartment in Tema. I was living alone cos my parents were resident in Kumasi. We attended church together and everyone knew we were dating. We talked about everything and sometimes fought about some decisions we made I fell more in love with Frank as he was maturing into a responsible man.
One Saturday I decided to visit Frank at home and give him a surprise. I called and confirmed of he was at home without letting him know I was on my way.
I put on something really nice and I had just finished braiding my hair some hours. Frank loved it when I braid my hair and he kept asking me to braid because he thought I looked more pretty with them.
I knocked on the gate and the house help came to answer the door; I asked to see frank and she answered that he wasn’t around and then closed the gate again. I called Frank and he wasn’t picking the calls and eventually the phone went off. I didn’t know what to do as I stood the emotionless and wondering what to do next. I knocked the door again and told the house help that I wanted to quit for Frank and she just replied know and she had strict orders not to allow strangers into the house.
I felt so sad as I turned around and went back feeling so sad but I kept dialing his number and it was still off. My legs felt so heavy and I didn’t know how to accept such dissapointment.
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