When my wife, Natalie, and I left the doctor’s office, we were overjoyed—we were going to be parents. It felt like nothing could ruin our happiness. But as we stepped outside, my heart sank at the message scrawled across my car: “Hope She Was Worth It.”“What the hell?” I muttered.Natalie looked just as confused. “Did someone mistake our car for someone else’s?” she asked,

That night, unable to let it go, I stepped outside to scrub the words off.Just as I started, I heard footsteps behind me.”Don’t bother thanking me,” a voice said. “You’re welcome.”I turned to see Adrian—my best friend.He told me that on the night of our engagement party, Natalie had disappeared for a while. I had been too busy to notice, but some of our friends had. No one had ever mentioned it to me until now,