My own sister called me a thief in front of our whole family

Last year during harmattan, my younger sister Chioma come to my shop for Agege Market. She dey cry, she say she wan start boutique for Ikeja. She beg me to lend her my savings, say she go double am for six months. I trust am because na my blood sister.

I give am everything I save for years. Almost ₦450,000. My husband no know. I tell am say na for my children future.

After four months, the boutique fail. Chioma no come near me. Then I start hear say she dey tell my mama and my other siblings say I steal the money from my late mother inheritance. She say I be thief. My own sister. My family turn against me. Them no pick my calls for two weeks.

E pain me die. I cry plenty. But I no fight am. I just continue my business small small. God when? I say make I leave am for God.

Now Chioma don come back. She dey beg me. I forgive am but I no fit forget. Money really show who people be. Na lesson I carry for life. 🙏