The pills were different from what I usually took.

Although I studied obstetrics, I could still tell the difference.

Unless I was still groggy from sleep, I wouldn't have mixed them up.

The bottle was on the bedside table.

Usually, no one else but Antonio would enter my room.

The answer was clear.

My hand holding the pills started shaking uncontrollably.

In the end, I collapsed to the floor with a thud.

"It's impossible..."

I desperately tried to comfort myself, trying to believe in Antonio.

After all, we had truly been in love for so many years.

At our best, he'd protected me from a car accident, shielding me with his body just to keep me safe.

He said, "Grace, you mean more to me than anything, even more than myself. I can't lose you."

That day, I cried until I could barely breathe, vowing to love him forever.

Today, I was crying just as hard, but now I was searching for a reason to still believe in him.

Antonio.

Please, don't let it be you...

It wasn't until the third day that I finally asked Chloc.

"Grace. this is hormone medication. You can't just take it while pregnant. It could cause birth defects."

froze completely, unable

eyes

I finally understood.

bit of hope for Antonio

Years of love.

couldn't withstand the pressure

once and

come back

in a daze, staring at nothing as the day faded into night, then

buzzing non-stop. But I

ran out of battery and shut

sat outside the operating room and called

me back? Are you still mad? I've been so busy.

doing this for the triple pay! Can't you understand

handle it, then just divorce me already. It's not like I can keep putting up with this!" His tone was as harsh as ever by the

not to hear

and detachment, I

remember

a

care. I wiped my

fine if you forgot. You don't ever need to remember again. Antonio, when you get back, let's

the other side, so long I thought he had hung

voice

using divorce as a way to force me to come back? Why

understand? Do you think this will

games! Grace, I'll come back when you learn how to

I forced a smile.

the chat history and photos

Sarah's second account, sending me messages

meeting to their recent conversations. I read

ten overtime nights had

was still cooking meals for him, waiting for him to come home

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