While I Lost Our Baby, He Kissed Her Belly

I was pregnant and running a fever that wouldn’t break. Every time I called my husband, he said he was too busy at work.

I had to get myself to the hospital. I felt so awful I thought I might die on the way.

But when I arrived, I saw my husband down on one knee, reverently kissing another woman’s swollen belly.

The woman smiled and took out her phone.

A moment later, I received a text from the girl my husband called his adopted sister:

Claire, look. Ethan’s going to make such a wonderful husband someday.

I closed my eyes and took another route.