THE DOWNFALL
With everything happening around me, I never imagined that Wilson Mark - the same man who once couldn't spent a single day without calling me - would become the source of my pains. There was a time when my phone rang endlessly with his name lighting up the screen. Now, silence lived where love once breathed.
And the insults came, they didn't arrive all at once. They slipped in quietly, disguised as jokes, wrapped in careless words. But soon, they grew sharp and cruel. He called me names at every given opportunity, tearing down my confidence piece by piece. Each word felt like a blade, cutting deeper than the last. I didn't recognize the man he had become or maybe.. I finally did.
THE breaking point came when my JAMB results were released. Despite everything, I had held onto on dream - education. A future, a chance to build something of my own. When I shared the news with him, hoping for support, pride, or even a smile, his response shattered me. "You don't need school he said coldly. You will never further your education". His words echoed like a curse.
I that moment, I realized how wicked human heart could be. He didn't just want control over my life - he wanted control over my future. He wanted a dependent, powerless, and small. The man who once promised to lift me higher was now determined to bury me under his feet.
My life began to collapse, he no longer listen to me, every attempt to explain myself was met with anger, mockery, and silence, my voice became invisible, my feelings meaningless. I was living beside him, yet completely alone - trapped in storm of emotional abuse I never saw coming. Day by day my light dimmed. I stopped smiling, I stopped believing in myself, the fantasy I once lived in turned into a nightmare. The love I fought for tranformed into a dark spell, draining my strength. It felt as though an invisible force was pulling me down ward, deeper into despair. I was falling and no one was there to catch me. I became the shadow of the girl I used to be, the billionaire's daughter with hope in her eyes and magic in her heart.
Now, I looked at my reflection and barely recognized myself. The mirror showed pains, fear, and exhaustion starring back at me.
This was my downfall, not because I was weak but because I loved too deeply, trusted too blindly, and ignored every warning given to me. Wilson didn't just break my heart, he crushed my spirit, he made me doubt my worth, my intelligence, my dreams. I was broken beyond repair or so I thought. But even in the deepest darkness, something within me still breaks. A quiet spark, a forgotten strength, I didn't know it yet, but my downfall was preparing something greater.
Pain was shaping me, betrayal was awakening me and misery was teaching me who I truly was.