The Wheel of Fate

Summary

While I was still healing from childbirth, my husband, Evan, was carried home from a karaoke lounge by a group of his friends. They weren't just carrying him; they were carrying a woman, too.

He threw up all over the floor, and I quietly tended to him all night.

I never imagined that the first words out of his mouth when he woke up would be, "She's pregnant. Let's get a divorce."

I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I just calmly nodded.

In my last life, I had clutched my newborn daughter and raised hell, taking the fight all the way to the community council.