I was on the ninth month of pregnancy. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/e50846/620x0/1/0/2025/03/10/p6Avxp5qrhkp1eahhhhhhhhhhh4qjurqm5dm8tm7jirlsmmmmmmmmm" alt = "pregnant woman @pexels" Style = "background-color: rgba (113,116,91.1)" > < p > I woke up every day with a growing belly, more and more tired but happy.

< p > I had a house, I had a husband, I had a new life.

< p > I thought I had everything.

< p > I had nothing.

< p > It started with a message.

< p > my husband's phone lay on the table, the screen suddenly lit up.

< P > & AMP; BDQO; I am looking forward to our next meeting 😘 & rdquo;

< p > my heart stood.

< P >I reached for the phone before I could think.

< p > name that was about the message that was not affected by the message.

< p > monika.

< p > my cousin.

< p > I thought it was a mistake.

< p > could not be otherwise.

< p > It was absurd, impossible.

< p > and yet & hellip;

< p > I entered their conversations.

< p > and with each subsequent news my life broke into pieces.

< p > they have written to each other.

< P > & AMP; BDQO; is getting bigger, I can't look at it. ” < p > & only you understand me. & Amp;

< p > & if it wasn't for this child, I would leave her. ” < p > I don't remember how much time I sat in silence, staring at the screen.

< p > I felt the child moves in my stomach.

< p > as if it wanted to warn me that nothing would never be the same again.

< p > When Wr & Amp; Oacute; I waited home in the living room.

< p > I didn't shout.

< p > I did not cry.

< p > I just gave him a phone.

< p > understood immediately.

< p > — It's not as you think & hellip;

< p > — Really ? — I interrupted him. & Amp; MDASH; Maybe you can explain to me ?

< p > opened his mouth, but after a while he fell silent.

< p > had nothing to explain.

< p > The next day I packed his things.

< p > He did not beg, he did not ask for a second chance.

< p > maybe he knew that there was nothing to go back to.

< p > Week p & oacute; I gave birth.

< p > he was not with me.

< p > I didn't want him there.

< p > because this child deserved a better start.

< p > for life without a father who betrayed his mother with her own family.

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116