I married a pregnant woman to protect her—years later, she returned demanding the daughter I raised as my own

myself.

Real life became difficult almost immediately. We were still students, juggling part-time work, classes, and responsibilities we weren’t prepared for. But I accepted it. I even felt excited about becoming a father.

Lena struggled much more.

She watched her friends living freely—parties, trips, late nights—while she felt trapped by motherhood before continue reading …