The Wife He Lost Too Late

On our wedding night, Luke handed me a box of birth control pills after it was over.

"Rosie, you can't have kids."

My brows knit slightly. "My body is fine."

He shook his head. "It’s not about that."

"I already have a son out there. He’s five years old."

"I married you, but I also promised her I wouldn’t have a second child."

I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave, shaking all over.

"Who is she? Why are you only telling me this now?"

"The scholarship girl you used to support. She kept clinging to me and wouldn’t let go."