Cheating Husbands are Cancer
He was evil, indeed…
I carefully folded up Ian’s physical report, and hid it in the deepest recesses of my handbag.
For all his lies… surely I was entitled to some deceptions of my own, now?
I brushed away the dried tears upon my face.
I stepped into the Gynecology Department, just nearby, and lined up to apply for an abortion. Through the crowd of people between us, I watched how happy he appeared to be.
The resentment within me grew even stronger. Why did he deserve to be happy, while I was left to suffer?
No… I had to get back at him, somehow…