Shocked and silent, he shook his head back and forth and said, “You can’t be! It only happened that one time.”
I replied, “Uh-huh, once was all it took.”
His face wrinkled with anger. “We don’t need to be in this relationship. I’m . . . . I can’t do this anymore.” . . . whining about how he wanted out of the relationship— grasping hold of his . . . vows. It was the typical response of a man busted with his pants down. What’s done in the dark surely comes to light. The time to turn back had long past—but did he care?
After two months, I found out Craig’s wife was approaching motherhood as well. Only difference was that she was due in January, and I’d follow in March. This would be Craig’s second child with Renna.
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