Your Betrayal Broke Me, but My Healing Killed You

"Jesse, I've made up my mind. I want a divorce from Jacob Gilmore."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before he finally spoke. "What about Jasmine? She's still so young. If you divorce him, you'll have to fight for custody."

My heart clenched at the mention of Jasmine.

She was the daughter I carried for ten months and gave birth to through unimaginable pain.

Now, she lay still and lifeless on that hospital bed, her eyes closed forever.

I fought back the tears, my voice choking. "My daughter is gone. Today, she left me forever. Jesse, I want to go home."