A month before my wedding to my fiancée, she asked to use a sperm donor to have a child for her childhood sweetheart.
I refused, and she gave me the cold shoulder every day.
It wasn't until the day before the wedding that I found her pregnancy report.
That's when I realized she'd gotten pregnant for her childhood sweetheart behind my back.
She'd never intended to ask for my consent.
In that moment, all my love for her vanished completely.
I called off the wedding, tossed my wedding ring, deleted every way of contacting her, and devoted myself to my country's scientific research on our wedding day.
From then on, we had nothing to do with each other.
