The Price of Your Infidelity

"Lord, Olya, when did you plan to tell me you were thinking about having a baby?"

My husband is outraged while I writhe in pain. I’m not thinking about him—I’m waiting for the ambulance, because I’m losing the baby right in these seconds.

"You’re forty-four! Good thing it happened right now," Denis keeps getting worked up.

"Now… when you said you’re leaving for a younger woman?" I manage to breathe out.

He really told me that half an hour ago.

"Yes, exactly! I don’t want to be tied to you for the next eighteen years…"

Then they took me to the hospital in an ambulance and I lost the child. Later my husband and I divorced, even though I already knew that from him I would have a lifelong secret.

Namely: there were two children, and the second miraculously survived. It’s rare, but it happens.

And I will keep this secret forever. I don’t want to pay such a too-high a price again…

…for my husband’s infidelity.

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#betrayal #affair #emotions_on_the_edge