I really don’t understand how some ladies think. You complained to me about being maltreated by your husband who you married when you were barely 17. I offered listening ears, gave my own advice and showed some empathy. Now, you’re saying you wish you married me. As how. You don’t even know me behind closed doors. You haven’t even lived with me for a second and yet you wish you married me. What if I’m worse than your husband. Omo mehn! E be things o
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