The Price of Your Betrayal

“Daaa… You’re unparalleled… Daaa.” I carefully approach the door, listening to my husband’s sweet moans and trying to hold back an endless stream of tears. “Yes, Ger, daaaa.” A tender female voice joins him, and I quietly die. I burst into the office to personally make sure how, in an instant, my beloved man becomes a stranger. My beloved husband turned out to be a traitor—he took my heart, crushed my soul, and gave me an invaluable treasure: his tiny heart is already beating inside me. I’m obliged to learn to live again—for the sake of my child— even if one day a ghost from the past knocks on my door.