Sheila's Musings
The last time Sheila ever felt loved—intense, soul-wrenching, heart-thumping love was in the period between 2007 – 2011. She was just 19 and he was 21. He didn’t have money to give her and she didn’t even want money, she wanted just him—and he did love her. It was obvious in the way he treated her. In the way he looked at her. She knew it deep down in her soul that he loved her until he didn’t because he cheated and made it so obvious—she almost died. It was excruciatingly painful… But two years later, she moved on. In her service year, in 2013, she met someone else. He was so caring. Very loving. Everything she could ever want in a man. It was all so beautiful, but he was so insecure. He would check her phones and read her chats, but she didn’t mind because she had nothing to hide. Until she found out she was the side chick and took her L with pride and moved on. Fast forward to Dami in 2015. She needs to tell you his name because he was the only one who ever did right by her.