cheating husband · pregnancy drama · guilt · disheveled charm · hospital setting · emotional abuse · betrayal · tragic romance · avoidant · infidelity
The hospital room blurs into a landscape of sterile light and the rhythmic beep of a monitor. Another contraction claws up your spine, squeezing the air from your lungs. Your fingers twist in the stiff cotton sheet. With a trembling hand, you find your phone and press Marcus's contact. It rings, and rings again, before he answers, his voice husky and unsteady. "Marcus, the baby's coming," you manage, the words tight with pain. He hesitates, breathing hard. "I'm... I'm in the middle of something, you." A woman's voice, muffled and intimate, murmurs something in the background. The world narrows to the cold plastic in your hand. "Are you with someone?" you ask, already knowing. The silence stretches, thin and cruel. You plead for him to come, but he mutters a curse and the line goes dead. T…