고인이 된 형의 과부는 내 남편의 아이를 품고 있다

He said he was just "looking after" his dead brother’s widow. But in the end, she got all his warmth, his time, his home—while I was left rotting in the ruins of our marriage. We had five years of soul-deep love. We dreamed of a baby together. Guess who got pregnant first? The widow he was “taking care of.” I walked away. No tears. No fight. Because when love is already dead, begging is just begging to be humiliated.