A Divorce for True Love

A Divorce for True Love

Gavin

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The pregnancy test showed two lines. I was pregnant, overjoyed. Then Olivia, my husband Liam' s childhood friend, announced her own pregnancy. That night, Liam told me Olivia' s baby was his. To protect her, he needed me to say my baby wasn' t his, that I had been unfaithful. My world shattered. He demanded I take the blame, destroy our child' s legitimacy for her reputation. When I protested, tears streaming, he sighed impatiently, coldly stating it was "the right thing." He then left to check on Olivia, leaving his pregnant wife devastated. The next day, I learned he planned to take Olivia abroad. I called his mother, Sarah, sobbing out his betrayal. She promised to help, but Liam then locked me in our room, confiscating my phone and keys, declaring, "You are not touching that baby. It' s a Stone, and it will be born." He wanted control, not care. I couldn' t let my child be born into this lie. At my birthday party, Liam shamelessly celebrated Olivia and their baby, letting his family publicly humiliate and accuse me of infidelity. Olivia and her parents then staged a fall, framing me, and demanding I leave. Liam, oblivious, chose her. I was sick with rage, humiliation, and utter disbelief. How could this man, my husband, betray me so completely, destroy our life, and then force this charade upon me? With Sarah' s help, I made my decision. That same day, I left with the divorce papers and booked an appointment. I was freeing myself, and my child, from his cruel control and this toxic charade.

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The pregnancy test showed two lines. I was pregnant, overjoyed. Then Olivia, my husband Liam' s childhood friend, announced her own pregnancy.

That night, Liam told me Olivia' s baby was his. To protect her, he needed me to say my baby wasn' t his, that I had been unfaithful. My world shattered.

He demanded I take the blame, destroy our child' s legitimacy for her reputation. When I protested, tears streaming, he sighed impatiently, coldly stating it was "the right thing." He then left to check on Olivia, leaving his pregnant wife devastated.

The next day, I learned he planned to take Olivia abroad. I called his mother, Sarah, sobbing out his betrayal. She promised to help, but Liam then locked me in our room, confiscating my phone and keys, declaring, "You are not touching that baby. It' s a Stone, and it will be born." He wanted control, not care.

I couldn' t let my child be born into this lie. At my birthday party, Liam shamelessly celebrated Olivia and their baby, letting his family publicly humiliate and accuse me of infidelity. Olivia and her parents then staged a fall, framing me, and demanding I leave. Liam, oblivious, chose her.

I was sick with rage, humiliation, and utter disbelief. How could this man, my husband, betray me so completely, destroy our life, and then force this charade upon me?

With Sarah' s help, I made my decision. That same day, I left with the divorce papers and booked an appointment. I was freeing myself, and my child, from his cruel control and this toxic charade.

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