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No, this wasn’t happening. It can’t be. I just can’t accept this.

I see Milo flirting with another girl as they lounge in the booth of this crowded and ear-splitting club. My hands were shaking in anger as my armpits feel like it was sweating too. The humidity of this club was hot and I can see sweaty people dancing on the dance floor.

This wasn’t happening. Milo could never do this to me, he would never.

My tears streamed all over my face and my heart was hurting too much as soon as I see them kissing each other. I was completely in shock to see how Milo calmly slides his hand under her dress. I could tell from the woman’s face that she was being fingered as she continues to kiss Milo.

I couldn’t accept this. I wasn’t enough to him.

I cried my way out of the club because I had no guts to approach him after what I have witnessed. I will never understand why he could do this to me knowing that we are going to have a child soon. Why would Milo do this? How could he do th