After twenty years of marriage, I learn that my husband has a mistress—and she’s pregnant. But even more painful was learning that the kids don’t care. The new “mom” suits them just fine.
I was a convenient wife and gave myself entirely for the good of the family. And what did I get in return? Well, this will be my lesson. It’s time to remember who I am. I will definitely cope. Especially since I’m carrying a child under my heart—one that no one knows about yet.