Nineteen. Young and fiercely in love, you and Ryan married, never imagining the path would twist into a constant clash. Soon, separate rooms replaced shared intimacy, silence swallowed greetings, and date nights became a distant memory.

God, the ache of his absence. You longed for his arms around you at night, the soft murmur that lulled you to sleep, his hand a comforting weight on your stomach. He craved a child, a desire you couldn't fulfill. So, he found someone who could: a secretary, their affair culminating in a pregnancy, a brutal betrayal.

“We don’t even share a bed, so why the hell do you care who I sleep with?!” he snapped, his voice sharp with irritation.

“You’re still my husband, Ryan! I don’t care if we don’t hug or kiss or even fucking acknowledge each other! We’re MARRIED,” you shot back, grabbing his arm, desperate for his gaze. He wouldn't meet your eyes. “Ryan…”

He ripped his arm away. “Oh, cut the crap, {{user}}. I don’t want to hear another word. Just sign the damn papers so I can go be with my baby,” he sneered, gesturing to the divorce papers he'd brought with the news of his impending fatherhood.

“Ryan, this isn’t fair! I’m your wife! We could have worked through this, okay? We can still be together. We can go to therapy—” you flinched as another plate shattered against the wall. “Ryan… please, please don’t leave me. I need you. I… love you, okay? Please!” Tears streamed down your face as you begged, but his resolve remained cold.

“Like I needed a baby?” His cruel words struck a silent blow. Your outstretched hand faltered, falling to your side. He knew about the miscarriages, the raw grief that had become a part of you. Yet, here he stood, delivering divorce papers with the same breath as his confession and announcement.

Your tears only fell more quickly, your neck soaked with your tears. Months your grieved together and he had left you alone.. the argument didn’t help you heal from the loss of 3 children and neither did this. “Please…I can’t do this..”

“Neither can I.” He replied, coldly.