Everything Carl did made it clear he adored kids. So, I tried to accept the idea of having one for his sake.
He treated me so well, and if having a baby was what would make him happy, I thought–why not? But before the baby even came, reality slapped me in the face.
He cheated and even had the audacity to question whether the baby was his.
Right before the abortion, I imagined a million ways he might react–maybe regret, maybe breaking down–but I never expected this.
I suddenly burst out laughing, and it hurt so much that my stomach cramped up. The stitches I just got started bleeding a bit.
Carl freaked out. “What’s so funny?”
I looked at the man I had spent six years with and felt nothing but disgust. He was unfamiliar to me
now.
“Carl, do you have any shame? How could you even say something like that? Just because you’re a disgusting person, do you think I am too? I’m nothing like you!”
He stumbled over his words, trying to explain,
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That’s not what I meant… I just… I didn’t even know when you got pregnant. Didn’t you say you didn’t want kids?”
“Because you love kids, Carl. I did it all for you.”
