MY FAULT (Mxb)

Zack sat in the dimly lit room, the only sound the soft whimpering of his three-month-old son, Tim. His head bent down, his short blonde hair falling around his face like a curtain, as he gazed into the crib. His pure blue eyes, normally bright and warm, looked tired and haunted in the faint light.

He had been awoken in the dead of night by Tim's cries, and now he was trying to soothe him back to sleep. But as he looked at his son, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. His husband, Simon, had never been supportive of their child, and it hurt Zack deeply.

"A Note from the Author:

As I conclude this story, I want to take a moment to acknowledge a sensitive topic that was touched upon in these pages: rape. I understand that this is a serious crime that affects far too many people, and I want to assure my readers that I in no way intended to trivialized or romanticized this issue.

Rape is a heinous act that can cause irreparable harm to its survivors. It is never the victim's fault, and it is never acceptable. If you or someone you know has been affected by rape or sexual assault, please know that there is help available.

You can reach out to organizations such as RAINN (Rape, Abuse & Incest National Network) or the National Sexual Assault Hotline (1-800-656-HOPE) for support and resources. Remember, you are not alone, and there is always hope for healing and recovery.

Thank you for reading this story. I hope that it has brought you joy, comfort, and a reminder of the power of love and resilience."