His casual dismissal of our unborn child, our precious bond of love, disregarded the life that had been growing inside me.
"You two need to get along!" Gerald's friend, Jonah, offered his 'blessings' from the side.
The two of them exchanged knowing glances, understanding each other perfectly. I forced a smile.
Yes, Gerald would indeed never have another chance to touch me. I didn't cry or make a scene.
I quietly watched the two of them put on their charade, completely indifferent to the act they were playing.
When I got home that day, I sat calmly on the couch and curiously asked, "Gerald, tell me, who is the woman? You've hidden her so well! Since things have come this far, why bother concealing it anymore?"
Gerald knew he had another woman and he knew that I was well aware.
We just hadn't broken through the final layer of pretense. But whenever I brought it up, it was like touching a taboo for him.
Sometimes, I could sense that Gerald wasn't doing all this to protect the other person, but to protect himself.
Gerald suddenly lifted his head, his gaze at me fierce and threatening. He never allowed me to bring up these matters in front of him.