I’m 56 years old, and my husband, Daniel, is 61.
We’ve been married for 34 years.
Our marriage has never been perfect, but I always believed Daniel was the one person who would never betray me.
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Until last Friday.
That evening, he came home earlier than usual.
His face was pale, and his hands were ice-cold.
He didn’t even take off his coat.
“Emily, we need to talk.”
“What happened?”
He sat across from me and stared at the floor for a long time.
Then he
said something I never could have imagined.
“My father wants you to have a baby with him.”
At first, I thought I had misheard him.
“What?”
“Please, just hear me out.”
“Have you lost your mind? Your father is eighty years old!”
Daniel closed his eyes.
“I know.”
“And you want ME to…”
He nodded.
I slapped him across the face.