I almost left after seeing our baby, but my wife’s secret changed everything.

After years of hoping, striving, and praying, Elena and I were on the verge of becoming parents. I was eagerly anticipating the moment I would cradle our baby in my arms, but when that day came, I was filled with shock and disbelief.

“Sweetheart,” Elena said one day, “I believe I want to be alone in the delivery room.”

Her statement caught me off guard. I questioned why she wouldn’t want me present. However, she expressed that she needed to experience it solo, so I consented.

A few days later, we made our way to the hospital. I gave Elena a kiss at the entrance of the maternity ward, and all I could do was wait.

At last, the doctor came out, but the look on his face indicated that something was amiss. As I walked towards Elena’s room, my heart sank.

I was relieved to find that Elena was okay.

She held our baby close, but her typically cheerful personality seemed to be missing.