Tara took a more direct route. She sent a long, angry text one night, a venomous tirade about how I was selfish and fake, that I didn’t deserve a husband like Luke or a peaceful life, and that karma always finds its way. I didn’t respond. My heart was pounding too hard, and Liam kicked so strongly that night, it was as if he was reminding me of what truly mattered. I spent the rest of the evening in bed, my hands over my belly, whispering to him, “You’re the reason I’ll stay strong.” Luke held me as I cried, and for Liam’s sake, I had to be brave. But deep down, I felt it. This was just the beginning.