Love Left Unrepaired by Time
Language: en
I was in the delivery room, in labor, when my husband called. “Isla,” he said, his voice calm and matter-of-fact. “I’m cheating on you.” “Let’s get a divorce now, before the baby is born.” “Ruby is young. She can’t handle the scandal and the gossip.” “I have to make it official with her.” “And don’t even think about using the baby to trap me.” “You of all people should know how painful it is for a child to be born unwanted.” I looked at the photo he sent me and nodded, my heart strangely quiet. I didn’t scream or have a hysterical breakdown like I had before. And I didn’t tell him…