Final Act in My Revenge Plan
Months later, I was standing in front of Alex’s new, much smaller apartment. I had brought a friend with me just in case. You see, I was physically pregnant, carrying the future I had planned for myself. When he opened the door, his eyes widened with shock. “Clara?” he began, obviously not anticipating me, let alone my pregnancy. It was time for the culmination of my long-held plan.
Final Act In My Revenge Plan
Alex Had Been the Problem
“I came to tell you something important,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “You know, all along, we believed I was the problem. But that wasn’t me, Alex.” I saw his astonishment turn to comprehension as I described the fertility tests, the doctor’s statements, and the ultimate irony of our predicament. His face paled as he realized the truth: the problem had always been with him.
Alex Had Been The Problem
