His Vows, Her Pills, A Life Unraveled

me a small bottle on our fifth wedding anniversar

l pills, making conception impossible. My world shattered when the doctor, a colleague

childhood friend, who was now the mother of his heir. He chillingly stated, "She gets me. And that's enough.

s the other woman, slowly being erase

and wouldn' t let me go willingly. I needed help. My fingers, shaking, scrolled

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y husband, handed

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made my world turn. He was a brilliant architect, a

d, taking the pills w

day. He said they were for my health, to keep me strong while I work

a strange ache in my stomach. So I made a doctor's a

en at the lab report from my bloo

rted, her voice gentle.

ait

potent form of

t. The air felt thi

y. "That's not possible.

her eyes full of pity. "They're designed for long-te

wanted a family as much as I did. We talked about our future

I insisted, my voice trembl

ghed. She se

now your husb

d up, c

irm. Well, my husband works there.

started to cr

ration at the hospital. For the ne

then took a

ere. With

n theair. Wife.

derstand,"

ce dropping lower. "They just had a baby boy. Andrea

eaming. In his arms was a newborn baby. Standing next to him, her hand on his arm, was a woman I recognized. Annabelle. The "

ith an expression of pure adoration

ded into a dull roar. A lie. My entire

ow how I ended up in the hospital's quiet corridor, huddled

the phone, but from around the

e to help me k

s best fr

stressed. "You can't keep lying to Jewel. An

s voice filled with a pain that I, for

with her is like breathing. But Annabelle... she's been with me since we we

. "Annabelle gets to have your ch

ords froze the b

that's enough. I'll make sure she never has a child. Annabelle

only

d destruction of my dreams, my body, my

son. I gasped, trying to breathe,

d again. A tex

are you? I'm wor

ough me. Love. He didn't know the meaning of the word. His

ble... it all clicked into place. He wasn't building a life with me. He was managing

he othe

ating, I almost laughed. After five

't cry. The real collapse is silent. It's the moment you realize th

It was Annabelle, holding her baby, smiling smugly at the camera.

lete it. I

ught we had wasn't mine. The f

ave it. He could

s possessive. He would never le

y contacts. I stopped on a name I hadn'

told me, the day before I left for col

g once, twice

as deeper, but I rec

left began to fall. My v

y... it

a shaky

elp me disappear...