29/03/2025
Abike had always been a woman with dreams larger than the life she was living. A promising banker, she had spent years excelling in her career, only to feel trapped in the walls of marriage and motherhood. To her, Femi, her husband, was overbearing, too traditional, and suffocating. He wanted a submissive wife; she wanted freedom.
One evening, after yet another argument over her late nights at work, she made a decision that shook the foundation of their home—she left.
She moved into a small apartment in Victoria Island, throwing herself into her career with unmatched dedication. Her two children, Pelumi and Korede, remained with Femi, whom she saw only on rare occasions when she visited them briefly. Even then, she was cold to Femi, refusing intimacy or even simple affection. The marriage was not legally dissolved, but in every sense, she had shut him out.
Femi, heartbroken but determined, focused on being a better man—not for Abike, but for himself and his children. He worked on his temper, became more patient, and even started his own successful business. He hired a nanny, ensured the kids had the best, and most importantly, he healed.
Two years later, Abike’s world crumbled. A company-wide restructuring led to massive layoffs, and she was among those let go. She was confident at first—sure she would land another top position quickly. But months passed, and doors remained closed. Savings drained, bills piled up, and friends who once admired her independence slowly distanced themselves.
Loneliness engulfed her. For the first time, she saw the emptiness of her choices. She missed her children’s laughter, the warmth of a home, and, surprisingly, the presence of Femi. Swallowing her pride, she returned to their house one evening.
Abike had always been a woman with dreams larger than the life she was living. A promising banker, she had spent years excelling in her career, only to feel trapped in the walls . He welcomed her, but with a composed distance.