Urgent call
Still reeling from the betrayal, I was startled when the private investigator called. His voice was urgent, tinged with an unmistakable sense of gravity. “We need to meet right away,” he insisted. Confused and emotionally drained, I reluctantly agreed. What could be so important now? With a heavy heart and a mind racing with questions, I made my way to the rendezvous. Each step felt heavier than the last, the weight of the unknown pressing down on me. What new revelation could he possibly have?
Urgent Call
Crucial information
The private investigator had crucial information that demanded my immediate attention. We met the following day, and as he handed over a series of documents, my heart sank. They connected her old friend to a fertility clinic she had visited alone before her holiday. The shocking revelation hit me like a thunderclap: she had undergone a procedure to use a donor’s sperm to conceive, all while keeping me in the dark. My emotions were a storm of confusion and anger—relief that she wanted a family with me, yet overwhelming betrayal that she had gone to such deceptive lengths.
Crucial Information
