I Don't Love You Anymore
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Four months pregnant, I went to the bar to bring Connor his wallet, only to overhear a conversation that made my blood run cold.
"She's so controlling. Billy and I can barely breathe," my husband told his friends. "I'm taking Kelsey to the countryside for three months of therapy. I'll just tell Nadia it's a parent-child program abroad."
The worst part? My ten-year-old son Billy would cover for him.
Then I had a miscarriage. In my darkest moment, Connor said he'd use experimental hypnotherapy to help me "forget the pain" so I wouldn't suffer or cling to them while they vacationed for three months.
I agreed.
But when he got everything he wanted, he regretted it.
"She's so controlling. Billy and I can barely breathe," my husband told his friends. "I'm taking Kelsey to the countryside for three months of therapy. I'll just tell Nadia it's a parent-child program abroad."
The worst part? My ten-year-old son Billy would cover for him.
Then I had a miscarriage. In my darkest moment, Connor said he'd use experimental hypnotherapy to help me "forget the pain" so I wouldn't suffer or cling to them while they vacationed for three months.
I agreed.
But when he got everything he wanted, he regretted it.



























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