I Got a Vasectomy, She Got Pregnant

After seven childless years of marriage, Martin finds a prenatal test report tucked in a cabinet: his wife Brie is twelve weeks pregnant. There is only one problem — he had a vasectomy seven years ago, booked the day after she told him she feared childbirth and wanted only the two of them.

When he confronts her with the report, Brie's warmth vanishes. She calls a vasectomy failure possible, refuses to explain, then leaves the moment a call comes in from Charles Newman, the young assistant she hired six months earlier. Martin remembers the birthday she stood him up, the late nights, the whispered balcony calls.

By morning she admits the child is Charles's, and asks why he had to dig everything up. Twenty years of love, and a marriage now hollow, hang on what he does next.