The ultrasound screen flickered, a tiny heartbeat pulsing like a secret promise. I stared at it, tears blurring the image—our child. Then my phone buzzed. 'She came back, June. Elena’s here. She’s falling apart.' That was all he said.\n\nI didn’t scream. Didn’t cry. Just placed the phone down, packed two bags, and left before he got home. Ten years of love, reduced to a single sentence. Now I’m standing in a new city, hand resting on my growing belly, watching strangers pass by. He doesn’t know I’m gone for good. And part of me still wonders—should I have stayed?