I got pregnant three years after my fiance ran away from our marriage

Summary

At our engagement party, my fiancé’s first love tried to kill herself. Again.

He told me he’d be right back. He was gone for three years.

I searched all over the country for him, only to hear from a friend that he and she were living it up abroad.

On the 1,095th day of Damian Thorne’s absence, I decided to finally let go.

But coming home from a check-up at the hospital, I ran right into him. “I’m only gone for three years, and you’re already carrying some bastard in your belly?”

My face was