A Second Chance At True Love

On our third wedding anniversary, I planned to tell my husband I was pregnant.

Instead, I watched him get down on one knee and propose to another woman.

In the ensuing chaos, he shoved me down a flight of marble stairs.

I woke up in the hospital, losing our baby. The doctor called him, begging him to come.

"Tell her to stop this pathetic act," I heard my husband's voice say over the phone. "I don't have time for her games."

He hung up. He was at the same hospital, comforting his mistress over a minor burn while our child died.