After My Child Died That Party Night, I Divorced Him

My husband left our three-month-old baby to go to his childhood sweetheart's single party, and the baby choked on milk and died. I came home from a work trip to find our daughter's stiff little body, dried milk crusted at the corner of her mouth. And on the nightstand, the wedding ring Winston had taken off. I went cold all over. Then I got a message from his childhood sweetheart. "Adeline, even though he's married, the one Winston loves is still me. You'll never have his love, not in this life."