The Wife He Never Chose

Part 2 – The Plane He Couldn’t Stop

The private aircraft was ready for departure when Claire Bennett Moretti looked out the window and saw the airport lights disappearing into the morning mist.

She sat quietly in her seat, wearing a cream-colored coat. One hand rested over her stomach.

Her lawyer, Daniel, sat across from her.

“Are you sure you don’t want to wait?” he asked gently. “Your husband is trying to reach you.”

Claire shook her head.

“I waited three years, Daniel. I don’t want to spend another day waiting for him to choose me.”

Just then, her phone began vibrating.

Vincent.

She stared at his name for several seconds before answering.

“Claire!” His voice was frantic. “Where are you?”

“Leaving.”

“Don’t do this. Come home. We need to talk.”

“We’ve talked, Vincent. You told me there was no reason to rush into having children.”

His breathing became heavier.

“I didn’t know you were pregnant.”

“Exactly. You didn’t know because you never cared enough to ask.”

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“Claire, listen to me. I can explain everything. Sophia is just an old friend.”

Claire closed her eyes.

“Then why did you run to her every time I needed you?”

Silence.

“I was worried about Noah,” he finally said.

“And what about your own child?”

Vincent had no answer.

Claire continued, her voice trembling.

“I carried your baby for six weeks without telling you because I wanted to give you the happiest surprise of your life. But that night, you publicly promised another woman’s son everything while telling your own wife that children could wait.”

“Claire, please…”

“I’m not asking you to love me anymore, Vincent. I’m asking you to let me go.”

“NO! You’re my wife!”

Claire looked at the wedding ring on her finger, then slowly removed it.

“Not for much longer.”

She ended the call.

A moment later, the aircraft began moving.

Vincent arrived at the private terminal just as the plane was accelerating down the runway.

He ran toward the security doors.

“STOP IT!”

Two guards tried to restrain him.

“Mr. Moretti, the aircraft has clearance!”

“I SAID STOP THAT PLANE!”

But there was nothing he could do.

Through the terminal window, he watched the aircraft lift into the sky.

His phone rang.

It was Sophia.

“Vincent, where are you? Noah keeps asking when you’ll visit.”

He stared at the departing aircraft.

“Don’t call me again.”

Sophia went silent.

“What?”

“I said don’t call me again.”

He hung up.

For the first time, Vincent realized that the woman he had always expected to wait for him had finally stopped waiting.

And thousands of miles away, Claire placed her hand over her stomach.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” she whispered. “Your mother will never let you feel unwanted.”

She had no idea that Vincent Moretti was about to discover just how much he had lost.