Continued from HERE.
Our passions were rising. We had a lot of fit sessions together in the gym and were always willing to try out a new healthy food spot together….We truly enjoyed each other’s company.
Then Nnamdi, my fiancé, decided to start coming to the gym with me. I was spooked. I had never been unfaithful to him despite the strong chemistry between Chima and me.
Our first gym date turned out to be so much fun. More than I expected. Chima was not around that day and silently, I was glad.
One day at a time, Nnamdi became addicted. Oh yes, exercising is addictive.
Finally we were being equally yoked. Then I knew,
I was ready to take the next step to the altar.
We, together, lost the pot belly… and my joy knew no bounds
Let me tell you a little about me. Love has never been a prerequisite for a relationship. Compatibility is key for me and it is all-encompassing.
Nnamdi was becoming my dream man physically. He was loving my passion. The fire in our 3-year relationship was rekindled. It was the best time of our lives…until the day she walked into the gym.
She was wearing a yellow sport crop top and tight-fitting leggings.
Anita was tall, curvy in the right proportions, fit (a bit muscular) and all round gorgeous…even when sweaty.
She was the beginning of my nemesis….