“So, tonight, as usual—in our hotel?”
“Yes, котик,” the blonde with ample cleavage leans toward my husband and passionately kisses him on the lips. “I bought new stockings—I can’t wait to show you…”
My life seems to be ending when I freeze, standing opposite the restaurant veranda, and see my husband flirting with a striking blonde.
I grip the handle of the stroller with my newborn son, and my eyes fill with tears. Five years of unsuccessful attempts to get pregnant. In the end—IVF. I gave birth only two weeks ago, and now I’ve learned a shocking secret about my husband…