I never thought that one day, Dale, my husband, would give everything that should have been mine to someone else without any guilt.
Dale came home with a smile on his face, and for the first time, I couldn't control my anger and slapped him.
"Dale, where have you been?"
It was the first time I lost it and questioned Dale. He looked at me with hatred in his eyes, and at that moment, I felt that he was a stranger to me.
"Estelle, have I given you too much respect?"
Dale pushed me away, and I fell to the ground off balance. I instinctively protected my belly and looked at Dale, who looked calm.
I endured the pain in my heart, stood up with the support of the sofa, and opened my mouth, wanting to tell him that I was pregnant. But he slammed the door and left like a deserter.
"Grace, I bought the soup you love the most. Try it."
Dale carefully spooned the soup and fed Grace. When I heard him say so, I felt like my heart was being torn apart.
I realized he had given all his love to Grace.
The heavy snow lasted for two whole days, and the original snow-capped mountains were completely covered in white.
During these two days, Keith tried to call Dale many times. Dale even blocked his phone number.