Pregnant and Cheated: My Baby Exposed Them
Five months after my husband, Ian Goldman, is declared dead, my mother-in-law takes me to the hospital.
She registers me for an induced abortion. With reddened and tearful eyes, she tries to persuade me to terminate my pregnancy.
She says, "Sofia, he's gone. You have to move on with your life. End the pregnancy now, and I'll find you a good husband."
I clutch the consent form in my hand without saying a word.
Then, all of a sudden, a childish voice rings in my ears. "Mom! Don't get rid of me! Dad isn't dead at all!"
I freeze like I've been hit by a bolt of lightning. The abortion form slips from my fingers and falls to the floor.
"Dad is at the care center in the suburbs of the city. They're almost done brainwashing him into becoming someone else's husband! In our previous life, you believed Grandma and never went to find Dad. I was never born.
"When Dad eventually learned the truth, he almost lost his mind!"
Without a second thought, I rush to the care center with my heavily pregnant belly.
Just as a nurse stops me outside a training room, I see a woman holding Ian's hand.
She is speaking to him in a gentle voice. "Don't be nervous, Captain Goldman. You can only start over once you forget the people from your past."
I lift my foot and kick the tightly shut door wide open with a loud bang.