On the night before our engagement, my fiancé got a call from his first love.
He left without a word and vanished for the entire night.
Calmly, I packed my things and called him to break up.
But when the call connected, a stranger answered.
“Who are you looking for?”
I contacted my fiancé’s parents, but they told me they were DINKs. They had no children, and they didn’t know me.
Everyone around me had forgotten that my fiancé had ever existed.
I touched my slightly swollen belly, horror crashing over me.
“Then who is the father of this child?”