Since the incident, I have minimized my activities outside my residence. I enjoyed being holed up inside my bedroom because I felt safe inside it. The boyfriend who duped me remained unknown, and every passing day, I regret meeting that person. I regret everything that I did for him. I was so naïve to believe his sweet words!

The boyfriends that I used to have were merely tools to help me prove that it’s possible to marry for love. I’ve always believed in fairytales and happy endings, but all of my relationships were a failure. Sometimes it’s me, but of the times, it’s because of my father, because he loved...