wife give birth to first love child and regretted it

't anticipated, pounded against her ribs like a trapped bird. The tiny, bundled form in the bassinet, swaddled in pink, was a constant reminder of the decision that

onnection that felt electric, almost predestined. He was charming, charismatic, everything she had ever dreamed of. He swe

foundation of their relationship. He, still caught in the whirlwind of his own ambitions, wasn't ready for th

ends, all urged her to keep the child. "It's a blessing," they said. "You'll be a wonderful mother." The weight of their expec

of regret resonated within her, a constant, nagging reminder of the path she had chosen. This wasn't the future she had envisioned,

She was a young woman, barely out of her twenties, trapped in a situation that