''As I speak, I feel like my whole world and life has crumbled before me! I know l must be in a nightmare and when l wake up, it will just be a dream. This cannot happen in real life to me. Why? Where did I go wrong? How did I fail as a mother and a wife? My husband in bed with my daughter.
My name is Lovett; everyone who knows me calls me mummy Joy. Joy is my biological child; I had her pregnancy when I was only 18 years old, then I just left secondary school and I thought the world was at my feet. Joy’s dad was everything a young girl of my age would want, so it was a crazy affair l had with him. Reason was thrown to the wind and we did everything we ought not to have done at that age. So, it was not a surprise to my family when l came home pregnant, my parents are from a strong Catholic bar ground, so abortion was out of it. I was made to face reality and I kept the pregnancy.
I had Joy nine months later, then l was already nineteen years old, but l still did not know a thing about nursing a baby. My mother took over Joy and I went back to school. I graduated when my mates did and got a job in a Bank, while working there I met Wale and before I knew what was happening we headed for the altar. It has being eight years since I got married to this wonderful man or so I thought and we have two beautiful children. Joy lives with us now because my mother is aged and she is writing Jamb. I travelled to England for a course in my office and I was called back by my Boss. I couldn’t get my husband on phone to tell him of my journey and I still couldn’t get him when l got to Nigeria. So l took a cab home.
I saw Wale’s car in the garage and wondered what he was doing home at the time of the day. I went in with my key unannounced. Joy’s room was ajar, so l knew she was around. I went upstairs to the room that I and Wale share and was greeted by the worse porn movie I have ever seen''…
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