05/01/2025
SHATTERED TRUST đź’”
EPISODE 10
Life slowly began to find balance again, but the scars left by Mercy’s betrayal ran deep. Junior and Chinedu were adapting well to the new dynamics, though they still had no idea about the full extent of the truth. For now, I wanted to protect their innocence—especially Junior, who had become my pillar of strength through this chaos.
But one question still haunted me: why did Mercy do this? I couldn’t shake the need to know. Rebuilding my life wasn’t enough; I needed closure.
One evening, as I sat in the living room watching Junior and Chinedu play a board game, my mother joined me on the couch. She had been my rock through all of this, and I was grateful for her unwavering support.
“You’re still thinking about Mercy, aren’t you?” she asked gently, her voice soft but knowing.
I nodded. “I can’t move on completely until I know why she did it, Mama. I need to hear it from her mouth.”
My mother sighed, resting her hand on mine. “Sometimes people’s actions don’t make sense, Faith. But if confronting her will give you peace, then you should do it. Just be prepared for her answer—or the lack of one.”
The next morning, I called Mercy. My hands trembled as I dialed her number. She answered on the third ring, her tone as indifferent as ever.
“What do you want, Faith?” she asked, her voice devoid of emotion, as if I were a stranger.
“We need to talk, Mercy. Face to face,” I said firmly.
“I have nothing to say to you.”
“Well, I have plenty to say to you,” I snapped. “You owe me an explanation, Mercy. I’ll be at your house this evening, whether you want to talk or not.”
She sighed, the sound laced with exasperation, but didn’t argue. “Fine. Come if you want.”
That evening, I stood outside her house, my heart pounding in my chest. It felt strange to be there, facing the person I had once trusted with my life. When she opened the door, her expression was cold and distant.
“Come in,” she said flatly, stepping aside.
I walked into the living room, memories of our once-close friendship flooding my mind. It was hard to believe that the same person who had been my best friend could be capable of such cruelty.
“I want to know why,” I said, skipping any pleasantries. “Why did you switch our babies, Mercy? What could I have possibly done to deserve this?”
She smirked—a chilling expression that sent shivers down my spine. “You want the truth, Faith? Fine. I was jealous. You always had everything—good grades, a loving husband, a perfect life. I wanted to see how perfect your life would be if I took away the one thing you valued most.”
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. “So, you destroyed two innocent lives just to satisfy your jealousy?”
“Destroyed?” she scoffed. “Chinedu turned out fine. And look at you now—you’re still standing, aren’t you?”
I clenched my fists, struggling to maintain my composure. “You didn’t just hurt me, Mercy. You hurt Junior. You hurt Chinedu. They didn’t deserve this. None of us did.”
She shrugged, her expression as indifferent as her tone. “Well, life isn’t fair, is it?”
I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. “You’re right. Life isn’t fair. But you didn’t make it unfair—you made it cruel. I hope one day you realize the damage you’ve caused.”
With that, I turned and walked out of her house, feeling a mix of anger and relief. I had my closure, but it didn’t make the pain disappear.
As I drove home, I made a silent vow to focus on healing my family. Mercy’s actions had caused enough harm, and I wouldn’t let her steal another moment of happiness from us.
When I got home, both of them were so happy togetherand Chinedu event hough he knew the truth, never bothered about Mercy. When I saw them, they told me they would love to play soccer tomorrow with other boys.
I smiled through my tears and thank God for his blessings and for showing me Mercy by giving me this new upportunity in life. I have decided to focus on the positive and the bigger picture. I never thought of having two sons but today I am blessed.
In that moment, I realized something profound: no matter how much pain Mercy had caused, she couldn’t take away the love I had for my boys or the strength we’d found as a family.
(To be continued.....)
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