
The birth of my daughter Sarah should have been a happy moment, but Alex, my husband, immediately doubted she was his because of how she looked.
He insisted on a paternity test, and though it crushed me, I agreed. His attitude became cold and distant. When his mother threatened to destroy me if the results weren’t in his favor, I knew things had spiraled out of control.
The test proved Sarah was his, but instead of relief, I felt furious. Alex apologized, but then I found messages exposing his affair with a coworker.
I filed for divorce, and with clear evidence, I secured the house, car, and child support. By the time Alex came back, I had already left.
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