If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. The man who once swore he'd love me forever had betrayed me.

Just ten minutes ago, I saw my husband holding hands with another woman, waiting outside the obstetrics department.

The woman was smiling brightly, her hands constantly caressing her belly.

My husband gently held her hand, their faces glowing with anticipation, perhaps envisioning the life they'd have once the baby was born.

I hid in the corner, watching them lean on each other, their faces full of smiles, probably daydreaming about the arrival of their child.

I suddenly felt a bitter tightness in my stomach,...