The Stars No Longer Shine for You
On our wedding anniversary, my husband has his intern put on the custom-made wedding gown he prepared for me.
"You wouldn't have looked good in a wedding gown with your baby bump, anyway. She's saving us trouble by wearing the gown for you. Think about how kind she is!"
Before I can rebuke him, an earthquake happens. I lose my balance and fall to the floor. Instantly, I feel moisture on my legs.
At the same time, my husband received a call from his intern. "There are so many frogs here, Mr. Quinn. I'm so scared…"
My husband turns to leave, but I grab his pant leg. "Ethan, I—"
"It's just a minor earthquake—the ground barely even shook. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. Didn't you hear Chloe crying because she was so scared? Can't you be sympathetic?"
He ignores the blood pooling around me and hurries off to comfort Chloe Bennett.
That night, they share a passionate kiss under a sky full of fireworks. Meanwhile, my child dies in my belly.
It's a pretty good way to end things. Someone like Ethan Quinn doesn't deserve to have his own children.