The arrival of our daughter, Sarah, should have been a joyful moment, but it quickly turned into a nightmare when my husband, Alex, questioned her paternity. He pointed out her pale blue eyes and blonde hair, compared to our dark features, and demanded a paternity test. Devastated, I was left alone with our newborn while Alex moved in with his parents, claiming he needed “space.” His mother threatened to ruin me if the test showed Sarah wasn’t his.

When the results confirmed Sarah was his, Alex admitted regret for doubting me, but I couldn’t forgive him for abandoning us. The situation worsened when Alex’s mother berated me, and Alex seemed disappointed that the test proved I was telling the truth. Later, I discovered flirtatious messages on Alex’s phone, leading me to fear that his betrayal had already begun.