At Our Daughter’s Baptism Party, My Husband Pushed…

and lay down in bed. I closed my eyes.

Tomorrow, a new performance would begin.

I would play the part of the happiest wife in the world until I could end this tragedy on my own terms.

A month passed since that fateful rainy day. Now seven months pregnant, my body felt heavy and unwieldy.

Daniel continued to play the role of the perfect husband to a T.continue reading …