On Our Seventh Wedding Anniversary, I Left Him While Carrying His Baby

Synopsis

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I tucked a report confirming I was eleven weeks pregnant into a gift box, ready to surprise my husband. He handed me a nursery design first. "Your best friend is pregnant. We should raise the baby for her. You've always wanted to be a mom, right?" He had no idea I would overhear what he told his mistress moments later. "She's already lost one baby. She won't have the heart to turn ours away." The baby was his. That night, I took my pregnancy report and left my wedding ring in the gift box. He had planned our entire future. Except for the part where I left.