Unequal Affection
Language: en
My daughter clung to my leg. She was sobbing, begging for a ten-dollar plastic toy. Nolan didn't even look up from his phone. His voice was ice. "Stop spoiling her. It's a waste of money." I swallowed the ache in my chest and finally managed to coax Sophie into calming down. Just as she wiped her eyes, a notification popped up on my screen. It was an Instagram update from his college sweetheart. In the photo, she was beaming. Cradled in her arms was the latest designer handbag. A sick curiosity took over. I opened a boutique website and found the exact bag. The three-thousand-dollar price…