Skylar The day I found out I was pregnant should have been one of the happiest days of my life. Instead, it became the beginning of the end of my marriage. I stood in front of the full-length mirror, turning slightly as the deep red dress hugged my body. It was elegant: sleeveless, with a soft flow at the hem that made me feel beautiful, confident, even a little bold. For once, I wanted to feel like the woman Alex had fallen in love with. “Alex?” I called softly. “Can you help me with the zipper?” He looked up from his phone, eyes flicking over me. For a brief second, the familiar warmth returned, the same look he used to give me when we were still new and hungry for each other. He set the phone down and walked over. His hands brushed my back as he slowly pulled the zipper up. Then he stopped. I watched his reflection. His jaw tightened. “You can’t wear this tonight, Skylar.” My stomach dipped. “Why not?” “It’s too much.” His voice was calm, but firm. “Too revealing. The way
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