Chapter 13

The scene in those photos looked warm and cozy, but to me, it was nothing short of humiliating.

I knew exactly why that woman had posted them–I’d blown off the event she organized, and now she was getting revenge by exposing my messed–up family situation and making me look like a total joke. What a low blow.

I didn’t let her get away with it. As soon as I saw those photos, I called her.

“Victoria?” she answered, sounding all smiley.

“Delete those photos from your Twitter,” I said, my voice cold.

Her smile vanished from her tone, and her voice oozed with fake innocence. “What? I was just sharing some cute pictures of the kids baking cakes together.”

“But your little feel–good moment doesn’t give you the right to mess with someone’s marriage. I know your husband does business with the Holcombs. Jared might be easy–going, but if he catches wind of these photos…” I trailed off.

caved fast. But before hanging up, she snickered, “Heard Mr. Holcomb chatting about kids- sounds like he wants a son. And his assistant gets along

perfect, go ahead and check

hung up with a sharp

and not one of them got to have the last laugh. But me? I didn’t love

exercises to

next morning, I was eating breakfast when Sally, my mother–in–law, walked in. She was in her fifties, a little plump,

I said, standing up

“What’s your problem? Yvonne says you hit her lately. And you

broke out as I suddenly remembered how sneaky Yvonne was. She’d go around spreading rumors, getting everyone to call me out. And Sally was her

couldn’t

explained, “Yvonne’s six now–she’s a big girl. I just want her to learn to be independent. It’s not as serious as you thought. How could I not love

sensitive about their appearance. You can’t keep hitting

and acted so much like Jared.

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