One kismet night everything changed

Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable

Tao Yaoyao

My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.

Modern Parenting Ex-wife Drama

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*** In Sarah's skin ***

I went to have a coffee with my best friend Helena. We are chatting around a table and each holding their cup of coffee.

Helena: So, are you okay? Why are you doing this head?

It is true that I make a skull, to tell the truth I ignore where to put my head, I am full of anxiety.

Helena (snapping my fingers to get me out of my thoughts): hey ooh! What are you thinking there? Your coffee will cool.

I really don't go well morally, I don't know where to start. Always with trouble constantly, I start to believe that I have bad luck in my veins. I know that I exaggerate by saying this but it is stronger than me what I live.

I take the cup of coffee, I drink a sip and place it again on the small table. Helena is constantly probing me, she awaits an explanation for all this. She knows there is something that bothers me and I can't hide anything on my emotions. I would say that it is the only person after my father to really know me.

Helena: Sarah, don't make me waste my time, give birth! I know there is something wrong so I listen to you.

Sarah (I sigh): I ... I am at the end ... I ...

Without realizing it, I am shedding tears. She takes my hands, her eyes compatiating with my pain. I am at a time of my life when I no longer know where to put my head. Often I wonder if suicide will help me get rid of the burdens of life.

Helena: Ssst ... I'm here ... (she makes a sign to the server that brings us a glass of water, she gives me the glass of water) a little water, it will do you good.

I drink the water, wipe the tears with my thumb and then take a deep inspiration.

Sarah: It's pregnancy.

Helena: What? Is the baby well? Is there a problem?

Sarah: None of this, I'm about 5 weeks of pregnancy and I don't know how to announce it to Joaquim. You know him, he can take this pregnancy badly.

Helena: You are not telling me that you plan to get rid of it, if this is the case and well I will not support you.

Sarah: No ... far from me, the idea of getting rid of this pregnancy. I have already made ideas on the baby you know!? How to hold it, give it breasts, rock it ...

Helena (sad mine): Ah yeah I see! And Joaquim, have you never hit the conversation of having children?

Sarah: Hmm no, you know it's not someone very sociable, you can never chat with him, always on the nerves. Pouf, I'm starting to be fed up. I don't think he's ready to be a father and that's what scares me the most.

Helena: Maybe with the arrival of your future baby, he will start taking his life in hand and being more responsible.

Yes, there are people with the arrival of children they change positively and I hope it will be the case for Joaquim. Everyone wonders why I am with a guy like Joaquim, the truth is that I love Joaquim. I hope it will change but the more time passes and the more I start to lose this hope. If he does not want to change his way of life and well I will end up leaving him to live the life I want. But for the moment, we will see what will happen when he learns that he will be a dad.

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