One of my sister’s boyfriends proposed and I said yes

“My big sister was promiscuous and everyone knew it. She was much older than me so I watched from the sidelines while she ran through an assortment of guys. Some of those guys were ridiculous too because they would go behind her back to ask me out; I wondered why she dated all those crappy people though they were all loaded so I guess that’s why.

One day, one of her many boyfriends came around while she was out. We spoke for a few minutes and he dropped his name and number. Some days later, he called back but she was out again. He said he’d wait a bit but I didn’t want him to; my sister would kill me if she came back with another boyfriend to meet one waiting for her. For the few minutes we argued the merits of his leaving, we bantered and laughed; he was funny and seemed different from the others.

Other times he came around to take my sister out, we would chat while he waited for her to get ready. I liked him and my sister said he was one of the guys she had marked for a more serious relationship so she was careful where she hung out with him to avoid running into her other ‘friends’ while they were together.

One day, he came but before I could call her, he stopped me and said he came to see me. I frowned and asked why. He shrugged and said he just wanted to see me. Without telling my sister, I followed him downstairs and we walked around our neighborhood, talking and laughing. I got home with a big smile on my face.

The next day, he came to see me again and that’s how we started seeing each other almost every day. It was a secret relationship though; he was fifteen years older and I was a teenager. I was in boarding school and when school resumed, he’d come to visit me there, making sure to come very early or very late to avoid running into my family. It continued until I finished and once I got admission into the university, he asked me to marry him and I said yes.

While all this was happening, he was pretending to date my sister on and off – nothing serious. So, it was a shock for her when he came to my house to ask for my hand in marriage. She was furious, called me a slut and accused me of stealing her boyfriend. When my mum asked what was going on, I told her I didn’t steal her boyfriend because they never dated seriously. Besides, she had a ton of boyfriends so should not miss one. I also gleefully told my sister what he’d said – that he could never take her seriously because he knew she was promiscuous. He wanted me and I loved him so why not? We are married now and my sister does not speak with me but, I know she’ll get over it. Really, I don’t think I did anything wrong.”