Please my fellow NLers help me evaluate my decision on this matter. A friend told me I over reacted but I think I need a broader assessment on the issue. Without wasting your time let me get on straight with it. Note.: It's a long read. Forgive my typos and wrong English About 3 years ago I met this lady. A student of a popular school in Abeokuta. Studying a medical science course. I saw her everyday at her mother's shop where I ate in Lagos . She was usually cheerful and friendly. I took to liking her and I started gisting with here. That was how I knew she was a student and she was around on break. Fast forward to 2 months later we were already dating. The holidays met with ASUU strike so we had more time to spend with each other. Eventually strike was called off and I even took her to shoprite to shop for back to school stuffs. During this period her folks noticed we were very close and when she told her mom I got her "back to school gifts" the woman thanked me but she got suspicious though she didn't show it. Eventually she left for school and I now more of a family friend was always around their restaurant after work. I even forgot I could cook. We talked from morning till night on phone. Sometimes I'd be online with her while at their shop. She'd even be listening to her folks talking while we gisted cos she loved attention. One day she asked me to come visit her in school, due to the distance we arranged I'd spend the weekend with her so I packed my backpack litely and went visiting the first time. She had a roommate though they had separate beds. At first I felt uneasy but she made me understand is alright cos her roommate too had a guy that comes around from time to time. Well I eventually relaxed and vibed we with her roomie. All along we never shared more than kiss because according to her she was still a virgin and would like to keep it that way so I never bothered her. So when I visited it was same thing as usual. I left on Sunday. The next semester she invited me again but due to work I didn't hv much time, she nagged and nagged until I was able to get another free weekend and I went to see her again. When I got there I noticed her phone was bad and she used rubber band to tie it. I had to dash her my own phone as I was returning to my base. When I got home I called her twice she didn't take my calls so I felt she could be charging the phone. So I called back late at night she still didn't take the calls after several rings so I called her room mate to call her attention to her phone. The roommate asked me if we had any issues? I told her no then she asked me why she's not takin my calls and has been crying since I left. I got really confused cos I left her happy so I asked her to put her fone on speaker so my girl could hear me. I started calling her all the pet names i know thinking it was probably my departure that broke her down emotionally. She eventually came around or so I thought, and we agreed I should visit her more often. By this time we have really made much progress in the relationship. I had gotten her engaged, awaiting her final papers so we could start on the marriage plans. I was much closer to the family now. So 3 weeks later I went to visit her again. I noticed she was a bit withdrawn and being a very sensitive person I knew something was amiss so I started prodding her. I noticed she had so much bottled up but I didn't know what it was. Since she wouldn't talk I gave her some space and she cooked, after we ate I started asking her what the matter was. She eventually opened up : Remember I dashed her my phone when I visited her last? It happened that I forgot to log out of my Facebook account so she had access to my mails and chats. She read everything. Funny enough the last chat between me and any girl on Facebook was TWO YEARS BEFORE I MET Her. She opened up and told me that this was why she refused to take my calls the last time I left. And since then she felt heartbroken. I reassured her that I had no one else but her which was true and I could swear with anything. I was ready to marry her and I loved her and those chats were old chats and yes I was rough but not anymore. She kept going about why those girls were so shameless. Why would they send me nudes so cheaply. What did they even see in me that they were jumping on each other. I allowed her vent and talk all she had on her mind and then calmly pacified her, begged her and calmed her down. She told me it's alright but any day she ever catches me with a girl she will kill me. We laughed and I promised her I'd never cheat on her. To make her happy I stepped out to get a bottle of Eva wine. When I got back she'd had her bath and arranged the room cos her roommate went home for a week. We drank the wine I bought and after drinking she told me to sit down and answer her questions. Again she asked me what I have with her roommate, at that point I almost lost my cool but I just remained calm. I told her once again that I'd rather die than to cheat on her with anyone. If not that her roommate is her friend I wouldn't talk to her on the road talk more to have anything to do with her. Well I knew she was still nursing so much anger on her mind so I was being very careful. When I returned from buy the wine I noticed she was on her nightie. In the 2 years we dated and all the while I've visited her she never wore that when I was around. She'd wear non revealing clothes so why would she wear nightie this night? Well I kept my cool. After we had the wine we cuddled up on the bed and was gisting. She started making moves on me and I asked her if she was sure of that? She said yes. Shebbi na wetin make all the girls no won commot eye for ur body. The way she said it was so cold that I felt fear creep on my spine. I told her yet again I was sorry but non of that happened in her Era. She wanted us to make out but I controlled the whole matter cos I knew she was pushed. She then said I see, so you don't find me attractive. You were lying to me all along. If I truly love her why would I find it difficult to make love to her. I got very confused. So I reciprocated the romance and we started I noticed she wasn't a virgin as she claimed though I didn't flinch about that. I noticed she was trying to let me be under while she is on top but something kept telling me to stay on top. And I noticed her hand was clutching the bed so when I noticed she was intensed I pulled out her hand trying to turn her around that was when I heard a clanging sound on the floor. Lo and behold she was clutching at a kitchen knive all along. I screamed and jumped. Out of the bed and seized the knive immediately and she instantly burst into tears. I swear down I felt afraid. I started piecing everything together. "turn of the light," I refused. "let me be on top", I refused. All these were so she could have a go at it. Well she cried and explained that she was very jealous and angry that other girls had her man before her. She swore she had never slept with a man before but she is a chronic masturbator that's why she's not a virgin. So she's a virgin technically. Well, I told her I forgive her and I understand her anger even if I don't. I cudnt sleep that night. I was very alert. Thank God daybreak finally came. On Sunday so I had my shower and dressed up told her I was going to worship God. She laughed and told me hmmm it's good o you wey no get Bible. No wahala, I'll prepare breakfast before u return. So I went to church and when I returned I had my phone on my ear as I walked in answering fake call like a doctor called for an emergency case involving the American president. Immediately I got off the phone I told her I needed to leave. She wanted me to eat but I told her no time. It was past 12noon and I needed to be in lag before 3pm. That was how I left. She walked me to the park. On getting to Lagos I called her and told her I have digested all that happened and it's best we stayed apart. She cried and raved, called her folks who in turn called me too, my friend told me I was overreacting but I know what I saw. Please NLers what would you advise me to do. This is a serious matter and not stories as some would like to think.