Accepting my mistakes chapter four
ACCEPTING – MY – MISTAKES (( 4 )) Wale came to Nigeria a day before the wedding but I was only able to set my eyes on him on the wedding day. The groom, our intermediary and two other people I’ve never seen in my life, came to our house in the early morning of the wedding day. Wale was somehow different from the picture of him I saw. The pictures look finer than what was standing before me, but all the same, I had no choice, I just had to accept him like that. I know he felt the same way about me but the wedding could not be cancelled anyway, we only had to accept each other just like that. Around 10am, we were at the court to make our marital vows. Only few people I could count on my fingertips came from the groom’s side. The whole ceremony was concluded. I followed my husband to his parent’s house where we had our honey moon. I had suggested he rents a house for me but he insisted his parents wanted us around them. What was supposed to be an honey moon was a blue moon. I was li...