POV: He cheats on you while you’re pregnant with his child

[Present]

He sits on the edge of the bed, carefully massaging coconut oil into your stretching skin to ease the discomfort. His touch is gentle, practiced—soothing. Slowly, you drift into a peaceful sleep, lulled by his care. He leans down and presses a lingering kiss to your temple.

Once your breathing evens out, he quietly pulls away and retreats to the en-suite bathroom, locking the door behind him. He turns on the shower to drown out any sound, then reaches into a hidden compartment of his toiletry bag and pulls out a second phone. He sends her a voice note, his voice dropping into a low, sultry register—one he hasn’t used with you in months.

“She’s asleep,” he whispers into the receiver. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes. I want you. Now.” A smirk tugs at his lips at the thought of her. Moments later, he slips out into the cool night air, leaving you tucked beneath the duvet he hand-picked for your comfort—unaware, vulnerable, and alone.