Dear GhanaWeb: I wanted to charm my pastor's son but ended up killing him

Dear GhanaWeb,

I am a 25-year-old woman. I have been living with my pastor and his wife for over two years now. They took me in after my father passed away, and they are the ones supporting me through university.

They had an older son who was 27 years old, but he passed away earlier this year. His death was because of me, and I don’t know how to confess this to them.

They are deeply hurt because they have only two children, their son and an older daughter who is studying abroad.

Their son and I were secretly having an affair. We didn’t want his parents to know because the first thing they warned us about when I moved in was to avoid anything of that sort. They said we should live like siblings.

I fell in love with him, and one day I kissed him first. He didn’t respond, but because he didn’t say anything, I kept trying until he eventually gave in, and we started having sex in the house.

I loved him and kept encouraging him to make me his girlfriend so that, eventually, we could convince his parents to allow us to marry when we became independent. But he refused. Most of the time, he didn’t even want to be involved with me. I sometimes forced him.

One day, I lied to him that I was pregnant and wanted to keep the baby so his parents would accept our relationship. He cried and begged me not to keep it.

I stressed him for over a month. I made him do anything I wanted because those were my conditions for aborting the pregnancy.

He wasn’t happy, but I just wanted him to be my boyfriend. He was calm, handsome, smart, and God-fearing.

Later, when I finally told him I had terminated the pregnancy, he swore never to come near me again. Weeks later, I saw him going out with another lady.

That was when I became very jealous. I wanted him, but he wouldn’t even talk to me and threatened to tell his parents that I was disturbing him.

So, one day, I decided to buy a Kayamata product to charm him so he would stay with me. The person who sold it to me instructed me to add some powder to his food, and I did. I didn’t know it would take his life, but it did.

He started complaining of discomfort after eating the food I prepared. Since then, I have been feeling sad and guilty. I want to tell his parents the truth. Even if I end up in prison, I don’t mind.

My conscience will not let me rest, but I am scared. How do I go about this? I need help.

FG/EB

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