My Husband Got My Best Friend Pregnant When I Lost My Baby – Karma Had a ‘Gift’ for Them on Their 1st Anniversary
My husband Camden was steady, calm—the kind of man you could build a life with. After years of heartbreak, I thought I’d finally found stability.
When I got pregnant, I told my best friend Elise first. She celebrated, cried over the ultrasound, but at 19 weeks, the baby stopped growing. Camden withdrew, sleeping apart, taking long walks. Elise pulled back too.
Six weeks later, she texted: she was pregnant. At her gender reveal, I saw Camden kissing Elise. My husband and my best friend had betrayed me. They moved in together and had the baby.
Months later, Camden’s sister called laughing—Elise was cheating on him too. A DNA test proved the baby wasn’t his. Then Elise vanished, leaving the baby with her mother, and the father remains unknown.
A year later, I’m healing, dating someone new, and finally free of the toxic web I thought was love. Sometimes karma is sweet—but freedom feels even better.
