When I discovered a barcode on my husband Daniel’s back, I thought it might be a clue to his betrayal, but scanning it revealed a heartbreaking truth. We’d just learned I was pregnant with our first baby, but Daniel had grown distant. Always “busy” with work, he seemed to be slipping away from me.One night, after a long trip, I noticed a faint barcode on his back. Fearing the worst, I scanned it with my phone, which led to a message saying, “Call me ASAP. He has just months.” My heart sank,
and I called the number, reaching Dr. Evans, who revealed that Daniel had stage-four pancreatic cancer. Daniel hadn’t told me because he didn’t want to worry me, especially with the baby.The doctor confessed she had placed the barcode on him as a way for me to find out, believing Daniel couldn’t bring himself to tell me. It was a painful secret, but it allowed me to spend more time with him before it was too late.The next day,