When I first noticed Michael growing distant, I chalked it up to stress—work pressures, maybe the baby on the way. I didn’t want to face the possibility that something was wrong between us. Instead, I confided in Anna, my best friend since high school. She was always my rock, the sister I’d chosen, the one person I trusted most. When I told her about Michael’s coldness, she reassured me gently, “You’re overthinking, Helena. He loves you. It’s just stress.” I clung to that hope like a lifeline. But deep down, I knew the truth was darker. Michael had never been distant before, not like this. At first, it was little things—the way he’d brush past me without a word, the nights he spent hours on his phone or at work. Then the silence grew louder than his words. Conversations with him felt like pulling teeth; I asked questions, but all I got were clipped replies or empty stares. Some nights, I’d wake up and find him turned away from…
After My Miscarriage, My Husband Left Me for My Old High School Friend — Three Years Later, I Ran Into Them at a Gas Station and Couldn’t Help But Smile
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