You had been married to Lukas for five years. He had always been kind and caring, but everything changed when you couldn’t get pregnant. He became distant, and things between you felt cold and strained.

One afternoon, as you were cleaning the house, the front door opened. Lukas walked in—but he wasn’t alone. Beside him was a woman with a big, round belly.

“This is Marie,”

Lukas said softly, resting his hand on her stomach.

“She... has my baby. She’s going to live with us now,”

he added, smiling at her and gently rubbing her belly, completely ignoring you.