My husband left me and married his best friend – but the day he became a father, I decided to send him a message that would break him…
My husband left me and married his best friend – but the day he became a father, I decided to send him a message that would break his heart…
When I met Arjun, it felt like something out of a romantic movie. Relatives introduced us at a small party in Jaipur. I didn’t believe in arranged meetings, but that time… he was different. He was polite, funny, and there was a look in his eyes that made me feel safe.

From that day on, we texted every day. I even took Ananya, my best friend and sister-like sister, to meet Arjun several times. I thought my friend would bless him, but who would have thought…
The marriage started falling apart

After marriage, everything was going well. We went to work, made biryani together on weekends, and drank tea on the veranda. But then my mother-in-law started keeping an eye on me—I slept late, I wasn’t pregnant, I didn’t wash the dishes the way she wanted. Arjun was quiet, slowly taking his mother’s side.

Three years passed, and the doctor in Delhi said our chances of conceiving were low, but not infertile. I was relieved, but my mother-in-law kept looking at me as if it were my fault. And then… I started seeing Ananya more often in the house.

I considered her my best friend, but the way she smiled at Arjun, the way she made tea for my mother-in-law, the way the three of them talked… everything made my heart ache.

The day I left

One evening, after a heated argument, Arjun coldly told me to pack my things. I didn’t cry. I just looked him in the eye and said:

– You’ll regret it…

I left that house, leaving behind only a suitcase of clothes, three years of my youth, and the friend I trusted the most.

A new beginning… and a miracle happened.
I returned to Udaipur and opened a small shop selling handicrafts. There, I met Raj – a civil engineer overseeing a project near the market. He was polite and respectful, and never mentioned the past.

After six months of dating, we got married. And then, what seemed impossible to me happened – I got pregnant. The doctor said it was a rare case, but absolutely normal. I broke down in tears in the clinic, clutching my stomach and whispering: “You are a gift from me.”

The day the message was sent
One morning, I read the news online: “Arjun and Ananya have welcomed their first son.” In my heart… it wasn’t jealousy, but a strange feeling: relief, but also a desire to tell the truth.

I texted:

– Congratulations on becoming a father! Will you invite me to your birthday celebration? Oh, I have news for you: I’m pregnant too. If you don’t believe it, look at the pictures. It seems that the difficulties of pregnancy are on both sides, not just my fault… or is it just your problem?

I knew this message would shock him. But I’m not saying this to get revenge, but to let you know – I’ve also suffered some pain, not because I’m “not good enough,” but because we were with the wrong person, at the wrong time.

End and Peace
On your son’s birthday, Arjun sent an invitation. I didn’t come. I simply texted:

– May you find happiness.

And that’s what I truly wish for you. Because now, I too have my own happiness – with a man who knows how to hold my hand when I’m weak, and with a child I once thought I’d never have in this life.

I no longer hold any resentment, but only one lesson: in marriage, sometimes the problem isn’t who’s right or wrong, but that you put your heart in the wrong place at the wrong time.