My husband’s face went gray.
And finally—finally—the words I hadn’t been able to say in her living room came out.
“Because I saw it,” I said. “I saw the mark under the Band-Aid.”
And in that moment, I didn’t feel like a passive victim. I felt like a woman who had been lied to, used, and managed for weeks—until the truth slipped.
I made him phone my sister to explain.
I took a step closer. “You’re going to tell me everything. Right now. Or I’ll tell everyone myself.”
Turns out he and my sister had been having an affair for years. Of course, they never planned the baby.
Eventually, I made him call my sister.
All he could get out was, “I swear, it was never supposed to go this way! I would have told you!”
The pair of them did their best to play innocent and defuse the situation, but nothing could take away the anger I felt at seeing that birthmark under the Band-Aid.
I was going to miss Mason, but for now, I had to focus on myself.
It was the same one my husband had. And the moment I spotted it, I knew.
So, I cut contact with my sister and got the divorce papers ready.
I was going to miss Mason, but for now, I had to focus on myself.
I thought the new baby would bring my sister and me closer, but it turned out to do the exact opposite.
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