I had an affair,” he admitted. “I didn’t know she got pregnant.”My world collapsed. While I was undergoing painful fertility treatments, he betrayed me — and now the result of that betrayal was sleeping in my arms.
A DNA test confirmed Andrea was his.Back home, silence filled the house. I cried over the betrayal, over everything we lost. But I also looked at Andrea — innocent, beautiful — and I felt something else: love.
Joshua begged for forgiveness. We started therapy. I didn’t know if I could forgive him, but I wasn’t ready to give up on us. Not yet.
Everyone told me to leave him. But I couldn’t leave Andrea. She wasn’t just his child. Somehow, she became ours.It’s not the life we planned — but maybe it’s still a life worth building.