Traitor. Leave Me in the Past!

“Maybe if you’d finally given me a child, we wouldn’t have all these problems,” he said to my face. It landed like a punch to the gut. “You don’t even know if you’re healthy yourself,” I snapped, feeling anger boiling inside me. “You’ve never had tests done because you’ve always insisted it’s not your problem.” He turned away, his voice cold—almost icy. “Because I trust myself, but I don’t trust you.”