— And when were you going to tell me you have a daughter? — I ask bluntly, giving the traitor no chance to lie.
— Never, — my beloved husband looks away.
— I need only you. You are my love. But I’ve already despaired of becoming a father. It doesn’t work out for us.
— And you decided to cheat on me? Oh, yes, you really do love me, undoubtedly — I bitterly smile.
In the hand I hide behind my back, I’m holding a positive pregnancy test.
This day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. But it turned out the way it turned out. My baby will be only mine. That’s what I decided.