I LEFT MY FIRST LOVE FOR A RICHER LOVE BUT WAS IT RIGHT?

Kofi (not his real name) and I met in high school and started dating in our first year. We were together throughout our three years in Senior High School, and our friends would often tease us about getting married after school. We both gained admission to the same university, and our relationship grew stronger. He was intelligent and helpful, and we made plans for our future together. We were practically living together, and everyone on campus knew we were a couple.

But people change, and I did too. In my final year, I attended a seminar at KNUST, where I met a charismatic and handsome gentleman. We exchanged contacts, and he proposed to me just three months later. I was still dating Kofi, but I was drawn to this new person. I was uncertain, so I dated both of them simultaneously. When the KNUST guy invited me to his house, I was impressed by his wealth and decided to stick with him. We had sex, and I ended things with Kofi soon after.

It's been almost two years since our breakup, and I'm now planning my wedding with my new partner. Our love is genuine, and he's taken me to many countries around the world. Kofi, on the other hand, has struggled with drug addiction and unemployment since our breakup. Some friends blame me for his situation, while others applaud my decision. I cherish the memories I shared with Kofi, but I realized he couldn't provide the life I wanted. I made a choice, and I don't regret it. Do you blame me?

Dear reader, what's your take on this?"