My husband left me for my best friend for the son I “couldn’t give him”—a year later, he mocked me in a hospital, unaware the truth about that child would destroy everything he had.
No makeup. Dark circles under her eyes. Her hands tightly wrapped around a now-cold cup of coffee. The woman who once entered Valeria’s life with soft smiles and comforting words now looked like someone being hunted by the consequences of her own choices.
—You have ten minutes —Valeria said as she sat down.
