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05/11/2024

A Shattered Heart

I thought our love was unbreakable. Almost three years of laughter, tears, and adventures together had convinced me that we were meant to be. But life had other plans.

Her name is Alashi Mokola, and she was the sunshine that brightened every day. We met at a friend's bar in the market of chisokone, bonding over our shared love of music and having fun. Our relationship grew stronger with each passing day. We talked about our future, our dreams, and our plans.

But fate has a cruel sense of humor.

I lost my job due to company restructuring, and the financial struggles that followed took a toll on our relationship. Alashi, once my rock, began to drift away. I sensed her frustration, her disappointment, but I couldn't fix it fast enough. People talked but I couldn't listen for love had made me blind
Then, the unthinkable happened.

Alashi, revealed she is three months pregnant. My heart skipped a beat as I processed the news. Could it be mine? The timing suggested it, but Alashi's words cut deep: "It's not yours. It's his. " His. The other guy from the mines of solwezi..
My world crumbled.

She had met someone else, someone with a fatter wallet and a more stable future. I was no longer the man she needed.The pain was suffocating. How could she do this to me? To us?

I remembered the laughter, the late-night conversations, and the promises we made. Were they all lies?

I begged her to reconsider, to think about our love, our history. But her mind was made up. As I watched her walk away, I realized that our love story had become a tragedy.

The questions haunted me:

His the baby really his?
Did she ever truly love me?
Was I just a temporary convenience?

The uncertainty gnawed at my soul. Days turned into weeks, and the ache remained. I struggled to sleep, to eat, to breathe.But as the darkness slowly receded, I vowed to rebuild.
I would rise from the ashes, stronger and wiser.For now, I'd hold onto the memories, the happy moments, and the love we s