I lived with my maternal aunt during secondary school. She worked at a small factory. The owner had died and the business had been taken over by the son. My aunt wanted me to marry him so she made sure I was always around him. One night she told me that if I got pregnant he would be forced to get married. The message was repeated and repeated, stop playing around, get him to take me to bed and get pregnant.

At a reception for Christmas she took me to the affair. For his reasons he took me to a room in the hotel, and he did what my aunt wanted. At 17 I got pregnant. And four months later I got married.

Marriage was hard, he was 32 and he really was not interested in me. I became frustrated with my life, the baby, school, my aunt and with my husband. I lost my composure and my aunt told me that I should be content, after all I had not done very well with him and she had resort to telling him I was willing just waiting for him to take me.

She pushed him on me. And now I was married with a child to a man who felt trapped and tricked. I don't forgive my aunt for what she did.