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After I gave birth to our triplets, my husband walked into my hospital room with his mistress — who was proudly carrying a Birkin bag.

Part 2By morning, the pain had settled into my bones. Not the sharp kind anymore. Not the kind that made my breath catch every time I shifted against the hospital sheets. This was colder. Deeper.… After I gave birth to our triplets, my husband walked into my hospital room with his mistress — who was proudly carrying a Birkin bag.

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