He Tore Me Apart, Now It’s His Turn to Break

Nine years.

That's how long I've been with Caden Wilder.

And in those nine years, I've had ten abortions—for him.

Each time, it was the same performance. Caden would drop to his knees like a man possessed by guilt, his face twisted with shame, telling me how sorry he was, how he failed me, how he failed our baby.

And every time, I let myself believe it.

I let his words wrap around my heart and squeeze just enough to make me forget how exhausted I was.

Because I loved him, God help me, I loved him.

But my love didn't survive betrayal. Not this kind of one.