— Van… do you even understand what you’re doing? We have a little child… If not about me, then think about him.
Mia stifled a sob. Her words sounded so pitiful…
— I don’t know why he did this. Why she was the one he visited. I can’t understand. Ivan took a step toward his wife, but she stepped back. Only she asked quietly: — And what is she better than me?
The joy of having a baby… I didn’t think anything could darken it. Until I found out that for the last six months my husband had been going to his ex. She was his first love. She betrayed him more than once. And I just can’t understand what makes her better than me.