For years, I believed my aunt was one of the few relatives who genuinely wanted the best for me. Growing up, she was always present — birthdays, school events, even my wedding preparations.
She smiled the widest during my traditional ceremony and told everyone how proud she was of the woman I had become. So when my marriage suddenly began shaking for reasons I couldn’t understand, the last person I ever suspected was her. I thought marriage challenges were normal, until the problems became too consistent, too targeted, and too strange to be normal coincidences.…CONTINUE READING
