He Locked Our Daughter in the Trunk
Language: en
When the car pulled into the rest stop, I thought Ethan was just going to buy a pack of cigarettes. I never expected him to yank open the back door and scoop up our daughter. I tried to stop him. "Emma's asleep. Don't wake her." Then Rachel got in the car holding her daughter, flashing me a smile. "Sophia, would you mind? I'm sitting in the middle." I froze. "What are you doing?" Ethan returned to the driver's seat and started the car. "Emma has asthma. Can't let her infect Rachel's kid. They can't sit together." "So what?" I asked. "So Emma goes in the trunk." I thought I'd…