I Won't Be Your Second Choice
Language: en
Four months pregnant, I came home alone after my OB-GYN appointment. As soon as I unlocked the front door, I froze. Melanie, my husband's ex-wife, was sitting on my sofa, wearing my personal house slippers. Her daughter, Lily, was holding my cat, while Julian, my husband, buzzed around them like a busy bee. They looked exactly like a happy family of three. Before I could even speak, Julian rushed over to explain. "Chloe, Lily has been diagnosed with severe depression. I'm letting them move in with us for a while so I can take better care of them." I looked down at the medical report Julian…