Years of infertility led us to adopt Sam, our cherished three-year-old with striking blue eyes. On our first night together, my husband Mark panicked while bathing him, yelling, “We have to return him!” Confused, I went to check, only to spot a familiar birthmark on Sam’s foot.
I later discovered the shocking truth: Sam was Mark’s biological son from a one-night affair years prior. Mark’s guilt surged when he recognized the birthmark, but he refused to address it directly. After confirming the connection with a DNA test, I decided to take action. I filed for divorce and full custody, knowing Sam deserved a stable, loving home.
Since then, Sam and I have built a joyful life together. Mark, distant by choice, occasionally sends cards, but Sam has thrived despite it all. When people ask if I regret staying that first night, I say no. Sam is my son, and choosing him was the best decision I ever made.
A man and his wife are at a high school reunion
At a high school reunion, a couple finds themselves seated near a captivating sight: a stunning woman indulging in gin with fervor at a nearby table.
The husband’s gaze lingers on her, prompting his wife to question his familiarity.
“Know her?” he responds with a sigh. “Unfortunately, yes. She’s my ex-wife.” He reveals that her penchant for drinking began shortly after their divorce seven years prior and hasn’t abated since.
His wife’s incredulous response echoes the disbelief of many: “My God! Who would imagine someone could continue celebrating for so long?”
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