Caspian
It’s been fifteen days. Fifteen days since everything fell apart. Fifteen days since the divorce papers were signed, and since I found out about the child. Ava’s child. My child.
I still don’t know how to feel about it. I still don’t know how to process it. I didn’t even know what to say when I found out. Part of me was relieved when her mother told me to stay away from Ava and the baby. But another part of me... another part felt like it was all a cruel joke. How did I get here? How did everything spiral so out of control so quickly?
I can still hear her voice in my head. “I’m carrying your child, Caspian.” The words echoed in my brain like some kind of broken record, but nothing made sense.
She was married to me... for a reason I can’t even understand now. It was all a game,
