FEMINISM/FRIENDSHIP/FICTION

I Was the Other Woman

Courage's story #6: My paternal grandfather stole my father's estate, and I stole my friend's fiancé and married the man. After three decades of marriage, we had a nasty divorce. Karma is my house guest.

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Six

“We Shine Bright So That Others May Shine Brighter.”
– Yohancé Salimu

A true friend is rare, but she exists. Who is he?

My friend paid for my plane ticket for four years, and I helped her with cleaning, ironing, and research papers.

I could do all those things effortlessly because my mom taught me, and second, we did not have a maid after my father died.

I Was the Other Woman

Yes, I was a paid maid for the rich girls — they gave me money for clothing, and travel, and sometimes, I joined them on holidays to Obudu, London, and Paris.