I’m Pregnant by a Married Man—But That’s Not the Ending of My Story
When little Marcella looked up at me and said softly, “You’re why my dad cries at night,” something inside me shattered. Her voice didn’t carry blame—it carried curiosity, confusion. But it was enough to unravel the truth I’d spent months refusing to face. Across from me sat Dalia, the woman I never thought I’d meet—Joel’s…