The Breakup Clause
Language: en
I foolishly pined after Alex for three years. He hated using condoms. After we were done, he’d always stand there, shirtless, his back covered in scratch marks, smoking a cigarette with his back to me. He'd say it like he was doing me a favor: "What are you afraid of? If you get pregnant, we'll just get married." A month later, staring at the two lines on the pregnancy test, I chose not to tell him. Instead, I broke up with him, abruptly and completely. Later, he saw me at the abortion clinic. I was holding my belly, chatting with a pregnant woman next to me: "Don't look at how much…