I really couldn't let it go. The thorn was buried too deep.Even after all this time, even after we'd had a child together, I still couldn't erase the disgust I felt now that I'd learned of her betrayal.I had really tried. I had tried to forget, listen to the elders in our families, and be a more understanding husband. However, I couldn't do it.Natasha shoved the door open, pulled on her coat, and walked out. "I can't take this anymore. I'm a person too. If you want a divorce, then fine. Go ahead. If you don't want the baby, there are plenty of people who will."She couldn't even bring herself to look at me again. Not even the blood I'd vomited all over the floor caught her attention.I finally lost the strength to stand and collapsed to the floor. I fumbled for my phone and called 911.No physical pain could compare to the agony in my heart. I'd never imagined we'd end up like this, unable to stand the sight of each other.A memory flashed through my mind. She was young again
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