My Husband Killed Our Baby

Synopsis

When I was six months pregnant, my husband, James Carter, hit me because I refused to let his down-and-out first love move into our home. That hit caused our baby's heart to stop. I lay alone on the operating table, undergoing an induced abortion and uterine evacuation. Meanwhile, James was by his first love's side, comforting her because she was afraid of thunder. The storm raged on outside. I stared at the IV drip, watching each drop fall slowly, feeling my baby slip away from me little by little. There was nothing left in my heart but silence. It wasn't until the rain finally stopped and the IV bag ran empty that I suddenly understood. There was no reason to keep fighting for a marriage where I was the only one who had ever loved.