My Husband’s Best Friend’s Baby
Language: en
I was in such a rush this morning that I grabbed his phone instead of mine. I didn’t even realize the mistake until I was standing outside my best friend’s apartment, clutching the gold-embossed engagement invitations I’d just picked up from the printers. I wanted to surprise her. The moment I stepped into her foyer, the phone in my hand buzzed. A notification popped up: WiFi Connected. My heart did a slow, sickening roll in my chest. Garrett had told me he’d never been here. He’d barely even met her, or so he said. My best friend, Melody, looked up from the sofa. She didn’t look…