My name is Mma, a 35-year-old married woman with three children though my first daughter, a 16-year-old girl does not belong to my husband, Okey.
Before I got married to Okey, I had her when I was 19 for my boyfriend whose parents refused to allow us to get married because they felt I was not in their class.
After I weaned my baby, I went back to school and my mother had to take care of her. When I met my husband and he asked me out, I did not hide the fact that I had a baby from him and he promised to accept her as his own.
But today, that baby he promised to treat as his child is pregnant for him. The shame of the whole thing is too much for me to bear.
Before this shameful incident happened, Okey had always been a good father to her. Or so I thought. I didn’t know he was actually doing what he was doing to cover the fact that he was having sex with my little girl. My girl called him daddy.
In fact, no one in our neighbourhood knew she was not his biological child as my husband treated her as his own. They were so close that I sometimes got jealous. But I was very happy and kept thanking God for giving me a man who accepted and loved my daughter as his own.
Meanwhile, my daughter was growing into a very pretty girl with all the right curves in the right places. She had become the cynosure of all eyes in our area.
I lectured her on sex education and she told me everything. She even told me how men had been disturbing her and wanting to sleep with her.
So I was surprised that she refused to tell me when Pius first made those ungodly moves at her.
I never knew she was pregnant until a friend who came to visit hinted at it. She had noticed some strange signs on my daughter. She said my daughter could be either very ill or pregnant and urged me to take her for a test.
I did not take my friend serious. I decided to watch my daughter more closely and noticed how fat, pale and lazy she was becoming. She threw up and spat when she thought I was not looking.
I tricked her and took her to a doctor who conducted a pregnancy test on her, without telling her what the test was.
The test showed she was already three months pregnant. I felt like my world had crumbled and when I asked her who was responsible for the pregnancy, she refused to say a thing.
When we got home, I informed Okey of the test result and he was mad at my daughter, threatening to kill her if she refused to mention the man who was responsible.
She still refused to open up until I took her to our pastor who counseled her and made her open up. The pastor later told me that my daughter had confessed. When I heard it was my husband who got her pregnant, I passed out. I was only revived after almost an hour.
I was aghast and refused to believe her. I invited my husband’s family elders knowing how much he feared and respected them. In their presence, he confessed to being responsible for my daughter’s pregnancy.
Since the discovery, I have been staying with my elder sister together with my daughter and the other children. I still can’t believe that my own husband could get my daughter pregnant.
I am confused and don’t know what to do.
Dear readers, this is another grand betrayal and on True Confession today, what would you advise Mma to do in this very dicey situation?