HOW I LOST MY VIRGINITY AS A CHURCH GIRL: EPISODE 1

EPISODE 1: FRESHER IN TROUBLE.

If anybody told me that university life would test my faith, I would have laughed. Me? Adaeze, the good church girl? Never.

But life has a way of surprising you.

I arrived at Uniben full of fire for God. My mum, a deaconess, prayed for me every morning before I left for class. My father, a strict elder, always reminded me—”Ada, remember whose daughter you are.” I was supposed to be different. No parties. No boy drama. Just church and books.

Then, I met David.

It was my second week on campus. I was rushing for a 7 AM lecture when I bumped into him at the faculty entrance. My books scattered. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest.

“Sorry oh,” he said, bending down to pick them up.

I looked up. Tall. Dark. A smile that could make a nun rethink her calling.

“Thank you,” I muttered, trying not to stare.

“You’re in GST 101, right?” he asked.

I nodded, surprised.

“I noticed you last week. You always sit in the front row, serious like one pastor’s daughter.”

I chuckled nervously. “Something like that.”

“Nice. I’m David. Let me give you a tip—sit at the back sometimes, that front row life is stressful.”

I just smiled and walked away. But that day, my heart was doing things I couldn’t explain.

That evening, I saw his follow request on Instagram. I hesitated, then accepted. One harmless follow wouldn’t hurt.

Right?

That was how it started. Small, small.

I didn’t know that the same David that made me laugh in class would be the reason I would cry months later.

I didn’t know that the night he invited me to his room for “Bible study” would change everything.

I had no idea what was coming.

TO BE CONTINUED…