She Buried My Underwear in Her Garden, That’s How She Stole My Husband.

I always thought I was overthinking. I believed I was just being insecure. But deep down, something didn’t sit right about the way my neighbor looked at my husband.

 

Her name is Ritah. She was sweet, friendly, always checking in… but only when my husband was around. She lived right next door and had recently separated from her man. I welcomed her into our lives thinking we women should support each other. But that was my first mistake.

 

It started slowly. My husband, Brian, who used to rush home every evening, started staying out late. When he came home, he was cold. No talking, no touching, no interest in me. I thought it was stress. I cooked his favorite meals, dressed up, prayed, but nothing changed. He just stared at the wall or scrolled his phone endlessly. And yet, every time we bumped into Ritah, his energy changed, he lit up.

Then one morning, I was washing clothes in the backyard and noticed something odd in Ritah’s garden. A freshly dug patch near the fence, partially covered, like someone had been there at night. I wouldn’t have thought twice, but something drew me closer.

 

I pushed the soil aside with a stick. What I saw made my stomach turn.

 

It was my underwear. Buried. Still damp, as though it had been placed there recently. Wrapped in a black cloth, with red threads tied tightly around it. My heart dropped. I rushed back inside, shaking.

 

I had heard of people using personal items to cast love spells, but never thought it could happen to me. That night, I cried like a child. My man had been taken from me, spiritually stolen.

A friend of mine suggested I call Kiwanga Doctors. She said they helped her cousin recover her marriage after a similar situation. I didn’t hesitate. I called the next morning.

 

The person who answered was kind, calm, and didn’t judge. I explained everything, from the behavior change to the buried underwear. The doctor confirmed my fear: Ritah had used a binding charm to spiritually lure Brian. It made him lose desire for me, disconnect emotionally, and attach to her like she was his only light.

 

I was crushed, but also relieved, finally, I knew the truth. The Kiwanga Doctor guided me through a cleansing and reversal process. I was given protective herbs, a bathing ritual, and a spiritual sealing charm to wear under my clothes.

 

Within a week, things started shifting.

 

Brian began texting me again during the day. He came home earlier. One evening, out of nowhere, he apologized. He said he’d been feeling like he was “under water,” like his head wasn’t his. He even said he hadn’t been able to sleep peacefully since that day he “walked into Ritah’s compound without knowing why.”

 

Two weeks later, Ritah moved out. No goodbye. No warning. Just gone.

 

My marriage is healing now. The love is slowly returning, and I’m protected. I’ve learned to guard my spirit and never take spiritual attacks lightly.

If you’re going through something that defies logic, if your partner suddenly changes without reason, don’t just blame it on bad moods or stress. Some people will go to great lengths to steal what isn’t theirs. But thank God for people like Kiwanga Doctors.

 

They restored my marriage, my peace, and my power.

 

Contact Kiwanga Doctors:

Phone: +254116469840

Website: www.kiwangadoctors.co.ke

Email: [email protected]

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