Eight Years of His Love Was a Mistake

I didn’t love Julian when we got engaged eight years ago.

He didn’t care. He just smiled.

“Let’s see where this goes.”

For seven years of marriage, he was all in. Everyone knew it. He would’ve done anything for me.

I finally believed it too.

Then she showed up—a shy girl holding onto Julian’s arm.

“I’m carrying his baby. Since you don’t love him, let me.”

When I looked at her, I was stunned. She looked just like me… eight years ago.

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Outside, the rain drizzled softly. My husband of seven years stood right there in front of me.

"Seraphina, Isabelle was just being foolish today."