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After Childbirth, My Husband Became a Stranger Each Night. When I Followed Him, I Finally Understood Why
When he held her, his eyes drifted elsewhere. When I suggested taking photos together, he always found a reason to step away. He seemed present in action, but absent in emotion.
I would wake up in the early hours and reach for him, only to find the bed empty. Soon after, I’d hear the quiet click of the front door.

At first, I told myself he needed air. Or time alone. New parent stress affects people differently, I reasoned.
But by the fifth night in a row, my unease hardened into fear.
Choosing to Stop Guessing
One morning, over breakfast, I asked him where he had gone.

“Couldn’t sleep,” he said, staring into his coffee. “Went for a drive.”
Something in his tone told me that wasn’t the whole truth.