MY HUSBAND’S FAMILY STILL CALLS ME “THE GIRL HE GOT PREGNANT”—AND I’M HIS WIFE
When I first met Callum, I told myself to take it slow. He was sweet, he listened, and he looked at me like I was made of magic. We dated for almost two years before I got pregnant. It wasn’t planned, but he was there—proposing on a rainy Tuesday night with a ring that looked…