In a small town called Stellenbosch, within the vicinity of campus year 2011, I met an awesome and beautiful lady by the name of Jillian, a typical Capetonian.

When we became friends, I felt something gradually building up vigorously inside of me as the number of days went by. As from the past, I had learned and taught myself how to treat all women with honour and dignity and without covet, being brought up in the humble family where I had a lot of sisters.

Our friendship grew stronger every single day to a point whereby we would study together for exams and tests. Most weekends we would meet in the study area, but I never visited her place and likewise she never visited mine.

One thing that was remarkable was her gorgeous smile and her cheerful aura; she could laugh one’s ears off. Apart from academics things were not going well for me in terms of finances, but her smile discreetly gave me the hope to carry through. I used to share a house on campus with a peculiar fellow brother; we rented a house for tuition. He stayed two houses away from our house in Johannesburg.

I don’t know about love at first sight, but this certainly was not one of those similar events. Her company kept me warm; it was always a pleasure to study, share a joke or chat for hours and take long walks. She was the most authentic person I had ever met, and she would say no without losing herself in the process.

Both of us knew what was happening, and one thing was for sure: it was like something had been stirred in my innermost being. Love cannot lie. I was seeing someone else at that time and so was she. Being principled and driven, we had learned to suppress and not feel anything for each other, until it eventually became second nature. Tragic, I know.

Tell us: If you were in their shoes would you break up with your current partners to be with each other, or ignore the feelings?