At eight months pregnant, I discovered my partner’s betrayal. The man I trusted was cheating, and the proof shook me. Sitting on my bed, hands trembling, I felt my baby move and cried. When I told my mother, she urged me to stay calm, give birth, and decide later. So I stayed.
Labor came with excitement and heartbreak. Holding my daughter, I wept for the future I wanted for her. Then my father entered. He hugged me, handed me a folder of evidence, legal protections, and plans for a safe home. “You and your daughter have me,” he said.
That day, I found courage. With his support, I built a new life—rooted in love, safety, and hope.
