When my husband grew distant during my pregnancy, I turned to my best friend, Anna, for comfort. She told me I was overthinking it. I wasn’t.After losing the baby, my husband left with no emotion, just the cold line: “I’m not happy anymore.” Soon after,
Anna disappeared from my life. Blocked me. Ghosted me.Then I saw them—together. Smiling. On Instagram. The betrayal was real.But I didn’t fall apart. I used the affair in the divorce, walked away with the house and half of everything. I rebuilt my life. And a year later,