I Went for an Ultrasound, but When I Saw My Husband Walking Tenderly Beside a Pregnant Woman, I Knew I Had to Follow Them and What I Discovered Surprised Me.

I ducked behind a vending machine before either of them could see me, my heart slamming so hard it drowned out every other sound. The woman was young, very pregnant, her belly unmistakable beneath a loose sweater. She laughed at something Greg said, and he laughed back—his real laugh, the one that never came out for strangers.

Why was he here? He was supposed to be at work. Why was he touching her like that?

They started walking toward the exit.

I didn’t think. I didn’t plan. I followed.

Outside, Greg opened the car door for her, helped her in with the kind of care that made my chest ache. When they pulled away, I stood frozen for half a second before pulling out my phone and ordering an Uber, my fingers trembling so badly I almost dropped it.

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