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Becoming very possessive, it was either Karl’s way or the highway.
‘Don’t post that,’ he demanded, leaning over my shoulder when I was on social media. ‘You’re not allowed to be friends with him.’
I started to distance myself from friends and family members, too.
It was easier to keep the peace with Karl rather than make a huge fuss.
I didn’t want to make anything worse – I wanted to make things better between us.
Especially when I found out that I was pregnant in August 2021.
I hoped that starting a family would bring us closer.
However, Karl wasn’t a happy, expecting father.
‘Who’s baby is it?’ he snarled.
‘You’re cheating on me!’
I couldn’t believe the way he reacted to the news.
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Which didn’t help with my anxiety at all.
I was on edge, terrified that I would lose the baby.
Coming to