After 10 years of trying, I finally gave birth to twins — but when I woke up after my C-section, my husband was gone, and then the doctor asked, "You really don't know why he left?" For ten years, my husband, Andrew, and I dreamed of the day someone would call us Mom and Dad. We tried everything: fertility treatments, injections, endless doctor's appointments. I still remember sitting on the bathroom floor after yet another negative test, crying so hard I could barely breathe. But every single time, Andrew was right there beside me. Every time, he held my hand and told me everything would be okay and that one day our dream would finally come true. I don't know what I would have done without his support. And then a miracle happened. I finally got pregnant. I was holding that test with two lines on it, and Andrew practically carried me around in his arms for half the day. God, we were so happy. A little while later, we found out we were expecting twins. Our baby girls. Andrew repainted the room, assembled the cribs himself, and picked out the stroller. And I felt like an absolute queen. He was constantly taking care of me. He always brought me warm tea, my favorite caramel-filled chocolate bar, and took care of everything around the house. But toward the end of my pregnancy, I was scheduled for a C-section. That morning, Andrew drove me to the hospital. After some tests, the medical team discovered a complication, and I had to be put under general anesthesia. I was terrified, but all I could think about was that I was finally going to meet my babies. The last thing I remember was being wheeled into the operating room. Then everything went dark. When I opened my eyes, a nurse was standing beside my bed. "Congratulations, Mom! You have two beautiful baby girls. They're both doing well." Then very carefully, the nurse helped me hold my babies. I kissed their tiny heads and couldn't stop smiling. Then I looked around. Andrew was nowhere to be seen. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and called him several times. He didn't answer. Then, in a quiet voice, I asked the nurse: "Excuse me, have you seen my husband?" The smile disappeared from her face. "I'll get the doctor." A few minutes later, my doctor walked in. I carefully asked him: "Doctor, I'm sorry, but do you know where my husband is? Has he seen the babies yet?" The doctor looked at me strangely. "Yes, your husband saw the babies... You really don't know why he left?" My heart started pounding. "What are you talking about? Where's Andrew?" The doctor pulled a chair closer to my bed. "While you were still asleep after the surgery, Andrew came to talk to me. He told me something I absolutely wasn't expecting to hear." I stared at him. "What did he say?" See less - @zefanya77388