When Forever Crumbles: Love's Harsh Reality

“My husband, the tech billionaire Jackson Watkins, was perfect. For two years, he adored me, and our marriage was the envy of everyone we knew. Then a woman from his past appeared, holding the hand of a pale, sick four-year-old boy. His son. The boy had leukemia, and Jackson became consumed with saving him. After an accident at the hospital, his son had a seizure. In the chaos, I fell hard, a sharp pain shooting through my abdomen. Jackson ran right past me, carrying his son, and left me bleeding on the floor. I lost our baby that day, alone. He never even called. When he finally appeared at my hospital bed the next morning, he was wearing a different suit. He begged for forgiveness for being absent, not knowing the real reason for my tears. Then I saw it. A dark hickey on his neck. He had been with her while I was losing our child. He told me his son's dying wish was to see his parents married. He begged me to agree to a temporary separation and a fake wedding with her. I looked at his desperate, selfish face, and a strange calm settled over me. "Okay," I said. "I'll do it."”