My fiance heard that pregnancy could ease menstrual cramps, so on our wedding day, he ran off with his first love to have artificial insemination.
Before he left, he advised me, "Be more understanding. We can get married anytime, but Ningning's cramps are getting worse by the day, and they could even become life-threatening."
He didn't even look back, leaving me alone to be mocked by all the wedding guests.
I turned around, took his older brother's hand, and married him instead.
Three years later, he returned and magnanimously offered, "Since you've been taking care of my parents, I can have a child with you too. When should we go get our marriage license?"
I waved him off while holding my daughter. "Your sister-in-law just finished her postpartum confinement. I'll have to pass."
