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Aaron Walker, my child, had a final birthday request: a family trip to Disneyland for the three of us.
My spouse, Chris Walker, never showed affection for me or our boy.
I persistently pleaded, and he eventually conceded.
The evening prior to our trip, Chris disappeared. Aaron died without his wish being realized.
After managing the burial by myself, I spotted Chris in an image on my sibling Sharon Norris' social media.
The description said: ["You brought me across continents to find snow, just because I mentioned wanting to see it."]
I kept my cool, gathering my things without shedding a tear or losing my temper.
Then Chris wept, imploring me to stay.

Widowed by Betrayal, My Husband's Secret Life with My Sister

Chris, keeping his promise, had uncovered the truth in just one night.


However, the existence of a truth to discover was irrelevant.


I had provided him with a few recent pictures of Aaron.


There was no room for Chris to deny that Aaron was his child.


When I answered the door, Chris was leaning against the frame, completely defeated, with a trail of cigarette ends around him.


He appeared to have aged ten years, his beard messy and his eyes red.


"Amber... I had no idea, I didn't know Aaron was mine. I assumed..."


He clutched at my skirt, pleading for forgiveness.


"You thought he wasn't yours? Didn't you even try to find out? Just assumed he belonged to someone else?"


His eyes were full of sorrow. "I was scared, scared of what I might find out... scared that the child might actually be Troy's."


"I was worried you'd leave with Troy, so I decided to keep quiet, to keep you and the child close to me."


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