I met my wife having an abortion.
I stumbled home in a daze, the weight of the world pressing down on my shoulders.As I looked around the empty living room, the reality hit me like a ton of bricks.The woman who would always have dinner ready for me, no matter how late I got home, the one who would smile and say, "Honey, you've worked so hard," was nowhere to be found.What was once a warm and cozy home now felt cold and desolate.The chill seeped into my bones, filling me with a sense of revulsion and despair.I stepped into our bedroom and lay down on the bed we shared, staring at the wedding photo on the nightstand. In it, we wore bright smiles, radiating happiness.But then my mind flashed back to the scene in the operating room, Mia whispering sweet nothings to her lover, her eyes sparkling with affection. I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.I mused, "Mia, you promised you would love only me for a lifetime!How could you change so quickly?And now you're carrying someone else's child."Five years of sweet romance, seven years of what I thought was a happy marriage, reduced to a cruel joke.I buried my face in the sheets and sobbed, my tears soaking the fabric.Everything that had happened today felt like a nightmare dragging me into an endless abyss.Maybe if I woke up, I'd find that Mia still loved me.But the sharp pain in my chest was a constant reminder that everything was real.Mia had truly betrayed me.She had betrayed her promises, our marriage.Curled up on the bed, clutching my chest, I felt an anguish that pierced my heart, as if I were being shot through with arrows.I cried until I thought I would run dry.I lost track of how the afternoon passed, but finally, Mia came home.She walked into the bedroom, and when she saw me curled up in bed, her eyes widened in shock."Vincent, what... what are you doing home? Are you sick?"She rushed over, placing her hand on my forehead, worry etched across her face."It's my fault for working late. I had to cover for a student who's competing soon. I thought you'd be working late too. If you're feeling unwell, you should've called me! I would've come right back to take care of you."I shot her a glance, a smirk of sarcasm appearing on my face.She really didn't even bother to prepare a lie.If I hadn't been sent to the women's hospital this morning, witnessing her lying on the operating table with her lover, I might have actually believed her.I had once trusted her completely.Seeing me unresponsive, Mia gently lay down beside me, wrapping her arms around my neck."Sweetheart, are you upset because I wasn't here to take care of you? Don't be sad. In a couple of days, once my period is over, I'll make it up to you. We can finally have a baby, okay?"The scent of antiseptic still clung to her, a reminder of the operating room.Images of her on that table flooded my mind again, and I thought, "You just terminated your lover's child, and now you want to get pregnant with mine?Mia, how could you be so disgusting, so cheap?"I suddenly pushed her away, shouting, "Get away from me!"Mia stumbled and fell to the floor, shock written all over her face.After five years of dating and seven years of marriage, I had never once raised my voice at her, let alone pushed her.Yet today, I had not only yelled at her but had callously knocked her down.Her eyes filled with tears, and she looked utterly bewildered."Vincent, what did I do wrong to deserve this? Why are you treating me like this?"I thought, "Oh, what did you do wrong?At this point, do you really think you can hide it from me?"The truth about the abortion almost slipped out, but at the last moment, I swallowed the words back down.Taking a deep breath, I replied, my voice weary, "You didn't do anything wrong. I just had a rough day at the hospital, and I'm not feeling great."I still have some things to take care of, so you should stay home tonight."I cast one last look at Mia, her eyes brimming with tears before I got up and left the house.As I stepped out of the apartment complex, I slumped down on a stone bench by the road, tears streaming down my face.I despised my own weakness and impotence.Even now, faced with the undeniable truth, I still lacked the courage to confront Mia.I feared that if I were to reveal everything, everything I held dear would be shattered.I truly loved her and couldn't bear the thought of losing her.
I didn't go to the hospital. Instead, I wandered aimlessly along the road, feeling utterly alone.The city felt enormous, yet I had no idea where to go.I had stayed in this city for Mia, leaving behind family and friends.I once thought that anywhere with Mia would feel like home.But reality hit me hard; after living here for over a decade, this city suddenly felt foreign and cold.I found a roadside stall and ordered a couple of cases of beer, drinking one after another.I wanted to get drunk.If I could drown my sorrows, I wouldn't have to feel the pain or think about everything that had happened.Just then, a graceful figure suddenly sat down next to me.I looked up to see a beautiful face staring back at me.It was Rebecca West, my classmate from middle school.She was also my first love, even if it was just a fleeting two-month fling.Years had passed, but I recognized her immediately."Vincent! Long time no see. What are you doing here drinking alone?"Rebecca smiled softly, but her eyes were filled with concern."Rebecca..."Seeing my old friend after so many years made my eyes well up, and tears began to flow again.Rebecca was taken aback, quickly pulling out a tissue to help me wipe my tears."Vincent, please don't cry. If something's bothering you, just tell me. I'll do my best to help."Her voice was soothing as she comforted me, and then Rebecca poured us both another drink."Today, I'm here to keep you company."After a couple more drinks together, I finally began to calm down and share everything that had happened.I recounted how I met Mia, fell in love, got married, and then discovered her betrayal just yesterday.Speaking it all out loud eased some of the pressure I had been feeling inside.After I finished, Rebecca sat in silence for a moment before asking, "So, what are you planning to do? Are you going to divorce her?"I paused, unsure of how to respond.I mused, "Divorce?"To be honest, I didn't want to.I still loved her.Even after everything—her betrayal and the fact that she was carrying another man's child—I still loved her.I felt pathetic for it.Seeing my silence, Rebecca seemed to understand my thoughts. A flicker of disappointment crossed her face, but she quickly composed herself and smiled."I get it. If you can't let her go, maybe you should give her another chance."You've been through so much together—getting to know each other, falling in love, and marrying. It hasn't been easy."Don't act impulsively. Talk it out with her. You don't want to regret it later."Her words lingered in my mind as I contemplated my next steps.If I couldn't let her go, then maybe I should give us both a chance to talk.I decided I would confront Mia and have a serious conversation with her.If Mia could recognize her mistakes, leave everything behind, and return to me wholeheartedly, I wouldn't mind forgiving her and trying to rekindle the beautiful moments we once shared.?After deciding to confront Mia, I said goodbye to Rebecca and headed home.But the house felt eerily empty; Mia was nowhere to be found.A chill crept into my heart. "It's nearly midnight—where could she be?"I pulled out my phone and dialed her number, waiting impatiently until it was about to hang up."Hey, honey?"I asked coldly, "Where are you?""I... I'm at the dance studio. There's something I need to take care of. Just wait for me at home; I'll be back as soon as I can."Her voice was shaky, filled with a mix of panic and guilt.Before I could respond, another voice chimed in on her end."Mia, stop chatting and come check out my pose! I'm struggling with it, and I need you to help me!"I recognized that voice immediately—it was the handsome young guy from her dance class.So that was why Mia had been working late every night for the past six months. Mia had told me she was putting in extra hours because one of her students had real potential for a national competition.I had congratulated her at the time, completely unaware that she had been lying through her teeth.Hearing the man's voice, Mia hesitated before whispering to me, "Honey, the intercity dance competition is coming up soon, and Barry is still practicing late. I really need to be there for him..."In the past, I would have trusted her unconditionally, always willing to support her every endeavor.But this time, I cut her off."Mia, no matter how busy you are, you need to come home tonight. I have something really important to discuss with you!"My firm tone finally triggered Mia's outburst. My previous endless patience and indulgence had made her intolerant of my sudden assertiveness.She shouted into the phone, "Enough! Vincent, don't push me! I'm willing to have a baby with you, and you still want more? We've been together for years, and you want me home all the time? Isn't that a bit much?"I thought, "Too much?So, is that why she's found a younger, handsome guy to spice things up?All those promises she made about loving me forever—were they just empty words?People really can change."Despite the pain tearing at my heart, I managed to say softly, "Mia, we've been together for so long. I've never asked you for anything. This time, I'm begging you—please come home. For the sake of our twelve years together, just come back."Mia seemed to sense something was off in my voice and fell silent, ready to respond.But just then, that boy appeared behind her and wrapped his arms around her.Suddenly, I heard a muffled gasp from Mia, followed by a series of unmistakable sounds—slapping and crashing.She quickly said, "Vincent, I really have to go. Stop making a scene. I'll explain everything when I get home."Her voice was laced with breathlessness, and before I could process what was happening, she hung up.My phone slipped from my fingers and fell to the floor as I squeezed my eyes shut in agony and despair.That sound was all too familiar.At that moment, Mia was still tangled up with her young lover.How could she? Just hours earlier, she had undergone an abortion.When it was inconvenient for me, she could just throw caution to the wind and indulge with him.All my hope shattered in an instant.Twelve years of love—what a waste. It felt like I had just fed it to the dogs.?After deciding to let go of this heart-wrenching relationship, I suddenly felt a wave of relief wash over me.I opened my laptop and downloaded a divorce agreement, printing it out with a sense of finality.Sitting on the edge of the bed, I stared intently at the wedding photo of Mia and me.In the picture, we were all smiles, radiating happiness.I could still vividly recall our wedding day—walking down the aisle hand in hand, slipping the diamond ring onto her finger with trembling hands.I had knelt before her, swearing, "I promise to hold your hand and grow old with you, to love you for life, and to never part."Mia had hugged me tightly, urging me to remember those vows and promising that I could never abandon or betray her—that I must love her forever.And I had kept that promise; even now, my heart belonged solely to her.I hadn't even touched another woman.But the girl who once boldly declared our love in front of the entire school—who said she would only ever love me—had now turned her back on all those promises.I sat there, wide-eyed, grappling with the reality of Mia's betrayal.Suddenly, my phone buzzed, and I received a video from an unknown number.Curiosity piqued, I opened it, only to be greeted by a shocking scene—my wife, her long dress hiked up, bent over a table, while a faceless man was taking her from behind.The video was accompanied by a message: [See this? The woman who once belonged to you is now being claimed by me. If you know what's good for you, step aside. From now on, Mia is mine.]The video and the message hit me like a punch to the gut.Yet, surprisingly, I felt an eerie calm settle over me.Maybe my heart had been so thoroughly shattered that it could no longer feel pain.Just then, I heard the front door open.Mia had finally returned.Her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was a mess—clearly, she had rushed home.At the sight of me, a flicker of guilt crossed her face, but it quickly transformed into defiance as she shouted, "Vincent, what's with you today? I told you I was on my period!"Why are you throwing a tantrum?"We've been married for seven years—can't you just chill for once?"I've had a long day, and I come home to find you sulking. I'm getting fed up with this!"Listening to her barrage of complaints, I couldn't help but chuckle."Yeah, you've had enough of me, so you're off to find a new guy to keep things exciting. Sneaking around with your lover at the dance studio while chatting with your husband—doesn't that just feel exhilarating?"As soon as the words left my mouth, Mia froze, her expression shifting from anger to confusion."What... what are you talking about?"Who's cheating?"Vincent, after all these years, how could you say that? Have you lost your mind?"Mia was furious, pointing her finger at me and cursing.I simply watched her, waiting for her to finish her tirade. Then, calmly, I raised my phone and turned the screen toward her, hitting play on the video.Mia's unmistakable cries echoed from the speaker, and her eyes widened in horror."You... how do you have that video?"This... this isn't real! That woman isn't me, I swear!"Honey, you have to trust me!"I love you too much to betray you!"I couldn't believe it. The evidence was right in front of her, yet she still had the nerve to deny it.I fixed my gaze on Mia's pale, panicked face and said coldly, "This morning, the hospital sent me to assist with a procedure."I saw you on the operating table for your abortion, with your lover right there beside you."Do you want me to recount your conversations and everything else?"You say you love me—this is how you show it?"My voice rose in anger as I slammed the divorce agreement onto her face.Mia's expression went blank, and she crumpled to the floor.
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