Don’t Give Me Tainted Love
After three years with my girlfriend, she fell for my adoptive younger brother. I stepped aside and let her go.
Not long afterward, I married my childhood friend, the girl who had spent years pursuing me without ever giving up. For eight years, we built what seemed like a perfect life together. Our family of three lived in harmony, and I believed I had finally found the happiness I had once lost.
That illusion was shattered the day our son was injured in an accident. What should have been an ordinary hospital visit revealed a devastating truth: he was not my biological child.
Desperate for answers, I went to my wife's company to confront her. However, before I could step inside, I overheard her talking to a close friend.
"I only married Draven for the sake of Eric’s happiness.
"You have no idea how disgusted I feel every time I have to sleep beside him!"
Regardless of how blind I had been before, those words finally woke me up. In that moment, every last trace of hope died inside me.
If that was how she truly felt, then there was nothing left to save.
It was time for this marriage to end.