“My friend has been with you for so many years. How can you hurt him like this? Have you forgotten how much you loved each other?”
“You two were together from middle school through college. It took eight years before you married. Have you forgotten all that?”
“You heartless woman! Are you saying you don’t even want the baby you’re carrying? Would you rather your child grow up without a father?”
When I announced to everyone that I had already made up my mind to divorce Martin, my parents rushed over and held me tightly. They tried to talk me out of it.
“Sophia, you’re pregnant! So, how come you’re still talking about divorce? Have you gone mad?”
I pulled away with all my strength, pretending not to care and said in a firm tone, “I’ll raise my child myself. We’re already divorced.”
My mother looked shocked, unable to believe I could say such a thing.
“Sophia, haven’t you always wanted a child? Now that you’re finally pregnant, why are you still doing this?”