After years of struggling with infertility, I was convinced that the birth of our two adorable daughters would be a happy turning point for our family. I never imagined that my husband would abandon us at the most important moment of our lives instead of giving us joy.
The pregnancy was difficult. Several weeks of rest, sleepless nights, the fear of losing the little ones… But when I held Masha and Sonya in my arms for the first time, all of this seemed insignificant.
When my husband came to visit us, instead of a smile or tears of joy, an expression appeared on his face that I did not understand.
— Hello, I whispered, — Look at this, isn’t it a miracle?After the children sat in the palace and, as if only seeing our daughters, I thought they wanted to find out
According to the rumors, I went to the palace and when I saw the last of them, I said: “What’s the matter?”
He went closer, looked at the girls and his face froze.
– What is this? he muttered.
Frowning, I said: “These are our daughters.” Masha and Sonya.
—You knew I wanted a boy! — he burst out so harshly that the child almost fell out of my arms.
I couldn’t understand it. —Igor, these are our children, healthy and beautiful. Isn’t that the most important thing?After the children, the man sat in the palace and, as if to show our children, he realized that he wanted to learn.
“No, they are not my children,” he murmured quietly.
Following the rumors, I went to the palace and when I saw the last of them, I said: “What’s going on?”
— I didn’t expect this.
He claimed that I had deceived him and disappointed his expectations. Then he turned around, walked away and slammed the door.
At that moment my whole body tensed with pain. My joy disappeared, leaving only emptiness and tears. The little ones crowded around me, as if they sensed my despair.
The next day he didn’t come back. Not even after a week. I learned that he had gone on vacation abroad, as if nothing had happened. His mother, Olga Sergeevna, supported him in this. He called me and accused me of destroying the family and “betraying their name.”
Each of his messages touched my heart. But as I rocked the girls through the long nights, I realized: I had to be strong for them.
After the rumors, I went to the palace and when I saw the last of them, I said, “What’s going on?”After the children sat in the palace and, as soon as they saw our children, they said they wanted to find out.
I hired a lawyer, filed for divorce and was granted sole custody. It wasn’t easy, but I regained my confidence in myself.
