hat twelve-year-old v

lled with disdain. "You're just like hi

d brought her, and me,

n through the closed doo

r Ethan, a perfor

"Chloe is Ethan's Ac

t want to move overseas with her relatives after the t

before Chloe, crying,

once. He'd laughed, a

know? I wasn't *reall

hole truth. I knew it t

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red of his mom finding out. He called home every night of that

as neve

his predictability, his caref

e steadily,

gaged, married.

eared, maybe he would

is was now yanking his enti

s his wife, he was

y for a call, a

tment was too much. I cal

apologies. He'd genuin

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m through Ethan's tagged

eed, each post was like anot

restaurants with city vie

carefully resea

fe as birthday su

auda

im, laid out all the evidence,

elling, crying, he simply sto

trong. I could

back, a slow,

ah," he murmured. "Just think of h

? My eye

back, finally wrenching myself

. "Don't be

mber her birthday? To maybe, just maybe, prioritize her over h

looking cornered. "It's not li

hands shaking as I pulled up

at morning. A

in dress he'd shown me, the on

a kiss right on Ethan's smiling cheek. A g

thday ever with my one

alm when I spoke. "This. Th

t, I saw something flicker in his eyes – shame,

happy. It's her

st bit of me that

agram, found

ing my husband, I typed: "This tra

it

to my own F

for divorce from Ethan Davis. Some thing

before he could

n red. "What the hell d

said, my voice