“Doesn’t immediately guarantee infertility,” Dr. Salinas said.
He stared at her.
“So you’re saying I could still have gotten her pregnant?”
The doctor nodded.
“Yes.”
His face went blank.
I had never seen him look so lost.
Then Paula spoke.
“But she said she found out two months ago.”
Dr. Salinas looked at her.
“Finding out two months ago is not the same as becoming pregnant two months ago.”
Paula’s mouth closed.
For the first time, she had nothing to say.
The Test That Changed Everything
Diego looked at me.
“Laura…”
I didn’t answer.
“I thought…”
“You thought I cheated.”
He looked down.
“I was wrong.”
I laughed bitterly.
“You didn’t just think I cheated.”
I pointed toward Paula.
“You left me.”
He lowered his head.
“I was angry.”
“You moved in with her.”
“I didn’t know what to believe.”
“You didn’t ask me.”
He had no answer.
Then I asked the question that had been sitting inside me for weeks.
“Did you ever even get your follow-up test?”
He remained silent.
That silence told me everything.
“No,” he finally admitted.
I closed my eyes.
Eight years of marriage.
And he hadn’t even taken the final medical step necessary to confirm the procedure had worked.
Yet he had been completely certain that I was guilty.
Paula suddenly stepped forward.
“This changes nothing.”
