My life turned upside down after the birth of our daughter, Sarah, when my husband, Alex, accused me of infidelity. Despite his doubts about her paternity, I agreed to a paternity test, determined to prove my innocence.
The tension grew when Alex moved out to his parents’ house, leaving me to care for Sarah alone. His mother also called, threatening to ruin me if the test revealed Sarah wasn’t his. Weeks later, the test confirmed Sarah was Alex’s, but instead of relief, Alex’s reaction was anger, and his mother’s threats continued. Emily, my sister, supported me, but I was left questioning if I could ever trust Alex again.
After some time, Alex apologized, admitting his insecurities. While I wasn’t sure I could trust him again, I agreed to try for Sarah’s sake. But then, while Alex was asleep, I found texts on his phone revealing an affair with a colleague. I filed for divorce, taking the house, car, and child support. Alex tried denying it, but I had the proof. The marriage ended, and I finally found peace with Emily by my side.
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