My marriage with Logan wasn’t the perfect one, and the struggle to conceive only added to the hardship, but he reached the lowest bottom when he kicked me out of the house in order to bring his mistress in.
Logan and I married young. Our relationship seemed picture perfect, but over time, he started spending more time outside than home. His gym became his favorite place. Every day, he would come home later than the previous.
The thought of not being able to fall pregnant with his child convinced me that I was the reason for his behavior. I started doubting my qualities and felt like a faint image of the woman I once was.
One night, Logan told me he would be staying late at the gym so I accepted my friend’s invitation to hang out at the local pub.
The night was perfect for getting away from my daily routine and the stress I felt. My friend made me laugh, and we had a wonderful time, until her face changed. Whispering to my ear, she told me to turn around because she thought the man behind us was Logan.
