ChatGPT said:
“John, I found you! You disappeared without a word… what about our son?”
The world seemed to stop spinning for a moment. I stared at John, my heart pounding in my chest. Our son? What was she talking about?
John’s face turned ashen. His eyes darted from me to the woman, panic written all over his face.
“Maria, this isn’t the time or place,” he whispered harshly, his voice trembling.
“Not the time?!” she shouted, her eyes wide with disbelief. “You left me alone with a newborn, John! You said you’d come back!” She started crying, her hands trembling.
I felt like the ground beneath me was crumbling. The warm breeze suddenly felt cold. I didn’t know what was more shocking—this woman claiming to have a child with my husband or the fact that he wasn’t denying it.
“John, what is this? Who is she?” I demanded, trying to steady my voice, but it was filled with hurt and confusion.
John finally turned to me, his face full of regret. “I… I’m so sorry. This was before us. I never thought… I never thought she’d find me.” His words came out broken and scared.
My heart sank. The vacation, the surprise, everything felt like a cruel joke now. I backed away from them, tears welling up in my eyes. “So, what now, John? Are you going to tell me I’m just another part of your past that you wanted to escape from?”
The woman looked at me, realizing who I was. “I didn’t know about you,” she said softly, “but I had to find him for our son’s sake.”
John stepped toward me, his face desperate. “No, please, don’t say that. You mean everything to me. I just… I made mistakes. I was young, confused…”
I took a deep breath, trying to find some clarity in this chaos. “John, I was about to tell you something important. But I don’t think it matters now. You have a lot to figure out.”
With that, I turned and walked away, the waves crashing behind me, my heart breaking with every step. The sunset was still beautiful, but all I could see was darkness.
