But Richard had already made up his mind.
“You’ve humiliated me! I can’t believe you would do this!”
Then he walked out.
He didn’t kiss our babies.
He didn’t ask whether they were healthy.
He didn’t even look back.
I lay there with five newborn children, listening to their little cries while the man I’d trusted with my future disappeared through the hospital doors.
I had never been so frightened.
But as I gathered my babies close, I made them a promise.
“I don’t know how we’re going to manage, my loves. But I will never abandon you.”