After losing my baby, I found out my husband was my sister’s future baby’s father — karma surfaced for them not long after.

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By the time two months had passed, Mason was barely home. When he was there, he was distant and distracted. He’d look at his phone and smile at something, then catch me watching, and the smile would disappear.

“Who’s texting you?” I asked once.

“Just work stuff,” he said, not meeting my eyes.

I wanted to push. I wanted to grab that phone and see for myself. But I was so tired and worn down by loss and loneliness that I just nodded and went back to staring at nothing.

Close-up shot of a woman staring | Source: Unsplash

Close-up shot of a woman staring | Source: Unsplash

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