I picked up my boyfriend’s phone by mistake, only to see a message his ex had just sent: “I forgot to take the morning-after pill that night.”
Those few short words left me chilled to the bone.
The night before last, I had a sudden bout of acute gastroenteritis. He was supposedly working overtime at the office, and I called him over a dozen times, but I couldn’t get through.
Enduring the piercing pain, I eventually took a taxi to the hospital alone at three in the morning.
As it turns out, the reason his phone was off and he never came home that night was that he was with his ex-girlfriend.