Òyì nke e mepụtara

She didn’t marry me for love. She married me for my house and my money… and I only found out because she got impatient. When I met her, she was perfect, calm, supportive, everything I thought I wanted. We moved fast and within a year we were married, living in the house my grandfather left me. She used to walk through it like she owned it, talking about “our future,” but now I realize she was just measuring it. At first it was small things, questions about my money, my insurance, what would happ