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I met Andrew during our university days.
At first, I didn’t like him and clearly rejected his advances, but he didn’t give up, pursuing me for two whole years.
Eventually, I was touched by his persistence, and we entered a relationship.
A year after graduating, we got married.
After marriage, I longed for children, but Andrew insisted we were both in our career prime and that having a child would impact our work, so our intimacy was scarce, and whenever it did happen, precautions were taken.
Then, about a year ago, one evening we both got a bit too tipsy, forgot to take precautions, and I ended up pregnant.
I was thrilled! At first, Andrew seemed a little hesitant, but soon he was just as excited, buying toys and baby clothes, saying he couldn’t wait to meet our little miracle.
Now that I thought about it, was it possible Andrew hadn’t wanted children because he already had a son elsewhere?
“Darling, I’m back!”
As I pondered this, I heard the sound of the door opening, followed by a knock.
“Honey, are you in there? Why is the door locked?”
I walked over, opened the door, and smiled, “I must have locked it without realising! What brought you home so early today?”
