I returned from a business trip late at night and walked into my apartment expecting to surprise my pregnant wife.
Instead, I noticed something strange: her pink nightdress was on inside out, and the bed had damp stains that looked like someone had hurriedly wiped something away.
My mind instantly filled with terrible suspicions. I began imagining the worst—that someone else had been there and that the baby she was carrying might not even be mine.
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