The joy of welcoming our first and only child turned into a nightmare when my husband, Alex, accused me of infidelity. Hurt but determined to prove my innocence, I agreed to a paternity test. Matters worsened when Alex’s mother, hostile and threatening, promised to ruin my life if the test didn’t confirm Sarah as his child.
The results confirmed my truth, but Alex’s betrayal left a scar. While he apologized, claiming insecurity, I began to doubt his sincerity. One night, I found incriminating texts on his phone revealing an affair and plans to leave me.
The next day, I filed for divorce, left with our daughter, and moved in with my sister. Armed with proof of his infidelity, I secured custody, the house, the car, and child support, ensuring a fresh start for Sarah and me.
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