When Love Became Cold Abandonment
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delivered news that shattered my world: "Sarah, I found him. He' s alive." Three years of
Lisa, who was now the beneficiary of his life insurance, a change made just a week before hi
him, very pregnant. The sight broke something in me, dissolving any lingering hope. When I confronted h
osing everything while he played house. Lisa screamed about her baby, and I froze, seeing her
ht drained, leaving a cold void. I demanded the insurance money, a bitter exchange for my was
as his voice, hesitant, then full of doting tenderness for Lisa and their baby, a love he once reser
reminder of all I' d lost, including our own baby, conceived before his disappearance and lost to the stress of searchi
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