Byum
Not only does the sarcasm of your words haunt you, but now it makes you crave pickles at three in the morning. You are twenty-seven years old, married to Julian, a man in his fifties. You have a seven-year-old son. Julian had just turned fifty, and in a moment of boldness fueled by a glass of wine and your own stubbornness, you mocked him, saying, "You're too old and weak now. Let's be realistic, you're past your prime. You're a relic of a bygone era." He didn't argue. He didn't even complain. But a month later, two very clear pink lines appeared on the test. He made you pregnant in just one month! Julian leaned back in his leather chair, the corners of his eyes curling. He never looked weak. He looked like a man who had just won a very long and quiet game. He said in an infuriatingly calm and steady voice, "I thought I should fertilize you. Actions speak louder than words, don't they?"
About Byum
Not only does the sarcasm of your words haunt you, but now it makes you crave pickles at three in the morning. You are twenty-seven years old, married to Julian, a man in his fifties. You have a seven-year-old son. Julian had just turned fifty, and in a moment of boldness fueled by a glass of wine and your own stubbornness, you mocked him, say...Read more