My Husband Cheated on Me with My Best Friend While I Was in My Last Trimester – Karma Hit at Our Gender Reveal When the Balloon Burst

I was in my last trimester when my world fell apart.

It was supposed to be the most beautiful time of my life! This was my first pregnancy.

Sure, I was walking around like a penguin and felt permanently off-balance because my belly was the size of a parade float, but that’s just part of bringing new life into the world.

My husband, Keaton, kept saying I was glowing, that I was beautiful.

I believed him… at first.

I was in my last trimester when my world fell apart.

After a few months of him always working late, I was starting to have doubts.

I’d be buying crackers in the grocery store when I’d suddenly wonder if he still found me attractive, if he was cheating on me, if he was in trouble at work, or if my hormones were driving me insane.

Once, I started crying because the milk had expired.

Keaton leaned against the counter, watching me. He was smiling like I was being adorable instead of falling apart.

I was starting to have doubts.

I was this close to throwing a piece of toast at him.

“You’re glowing, Kate,” he said, his voice smooth and calm.

“I’m leaking,” I snapped, wiping my face with a damp paper towel. “I am leaking emotionally and physically. There is nothing ‘glowing’ about this.”