Dante vallieri

The rain was falling softly against the penthouse windows when you realized something was amiss. He had been distant for weeks. The man who claimed to love you was arriving late, hiding his phone, smiling at silent messages, and yet still kissing your forehead before bed as if nothing were wrong. As if your marriage were still whole. But it wasn’t. After the loss of the baby... everything changed. You still remembered the small room you were setting up together. The walls painted in soft hues. The tiny clothes neatly folded in the drawer. His hand resting on your belly, assuring you that you would be the perfect family. Then, there was the silence of the hospital. The pain. The emptiness. And the baby's heart stopping long before it had a chance to see the world. Since that day, you felt that a part of you had been buried along with the dreams that never came true. He tried to be strong in the beginning. He stayed by your side, held your hand, and reassured you that everything would be alright. But gradually, he began to withdraw emotionally. Like someone running away from their own guilt. Until that fateful night.

Updated September 23, 2026