life.
Instead, there was a moment that destroyed my family.
When my wife was left exhausted but smiling in the hospital, she was given a speech that came up with everything.
“I want to play a paternity test.”
There was silence in the room.
First she became disoriented, then weak and nervous.
“What if it’s not yours?” He asked quietly.
My answer sounded colder than I actually did.
“Then I’ll divorce you,” I said. “I won’t be raised by a woman.”
