He Loved Me Only After Losing Me

I used to believe my husband would always choose me. I was wrong. To him, I was always second place — second to the woman he trusted, protected, and refused to let go. Even when I begged him to trust me just once, he looked at me like I was the problem. Then I lost our baby. And something inside me died with it. By the time he realized the truth, I was already gone—no longer the woman begging for love, but successful, independent, and completely done with him. Now he wants me back and says he’ll spend the rest of his life making it up to me. But some mistakes don't deserve forgiveness.