He Poisoned Me for His Secret Son,Now I Want Out

After those viral videos of boyfriends treating their girlfriends like babies took over the internet, I decided to test the waters.

I sent a photo of a cat to my boyfriend, who had just proposed to me the week before.

"This will be our first baby. A fur baby still counts."

Herman Barnes rubbed the top of my head, his smile casual and unhurried.

"No. That'd be the second."

I stared at him, this man who had never once said anything remotely romantic.

I was sure he meant that I was the first—fragile, sensitive me.

I didn't press him on it. After all, he really did take good care of me.