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The Summer I Stopped Sacrificing Myself For The Others

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 673    |    Released on: 23/07/2026

ned home la

d for the baby I'd just lost over the past few weeks,

ed one of the cardboard boxes stacked by the entran

"I'm giving them to Kathryn. She's the

ng than you, so she probably needs these more. We can always buy more for our o

en now he was still trying

d for seven years and sudden

him out when his pho

p three years ago, so that whenever a certain p

a new company. I've got to make a good impression on the higher-ups. That

another job at the time, so I had

actly the time Kathryn lost her jo

oning him, Rocco glanced at his phone, clamped h

and horrible sounds of vomiti

e out with a pale face and the fr

n himself up, he grabbed his

o him, "Where

the project I'm on. Don't worry about me. Haven't I been throwing up a lot ever since y

hether he truly cared abou

ppointment today, he hadn't asked

looked at the

s ours had been nothing but a joke, just as rid

orried about me? I don't think so. The person you're really wor

ut I've got to keep the superior happy if I want that promotion and

hen

idn't s

o much! I texted him that the baby was kicking my tummy so hard my back hurt, and

an's broad, warm palm gently

I wish you both all the

d has been cheating on me. I want a divorce.

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The Summer I Stopped Sacrificing Myself For The Others
The Summer I Stopped Sacrificing Myself For The Others
“My name is Allison Chapman. Ever since I found out I might be pregnant, my husband, Rocco Chapman, had developed couvade syndrome. It was a condition in which a husband, overwhelmed by concern and anxiety over his wife's pregnancy, experienced morning sickness as she did. My heart ached watching him vomit until he was dehydrated, but at the same time, I was thrilled by his sheer deep love for me. Yet, when I went to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, the doctor told me I wasn't pregnant and said I was most likely having a miscarriage. I was stunned, and I didn't know what on earth Rocco's couvade syndrome was about. I soon knew why. The moment I stepped out of the OB's office, I ran right into the woman who was next up for her appointment. It was my best friend, Kathryn Hopkins. And I saw the person by her side was Rocco, the same person who had told me this morning that something urgent had come up at work and he wouldn't be able to come with me to my prenatal checkup.”