Keep the Daughter Keep the Trash
Language: en
“I already arranged the father-daughter field trip with your best friend. She’s going with me.” I froze. “What do you mean?” My husband didn't even look up as he dropped the bomb. “We’ve been together for five years. Ever since you were pregnant.” “Honestly, if Tiffany didn't care so much about your stupid friendship, I would have divorced you years ago.” Rage tore through me, making my entire body shake. “Divorce!” I gasped out. “I'm keeping Zoe, and you're leaving with absolutely nothing!” Just then, our five-year-old daughter rushed in. She didn't hesitate. She threw her small body…