My Husband Took The Only Car Out Of A Wildfire Evacuation Zone With His Mother And His Mistress Inside. I Was Six Months Pregnant, Standing In The Smoke, Begging Him Not To Leave Me

briefly to my stomach, then shifted away.

“I know.”

Those two words cut deeper than denial would have.

Eleanor brushed past me toward the porch.

“Brett, get in the car,” she snapped. “If Natalie wants to stand here making a scene, let her.”

My throat tightened.

Tessa followed Eleanor outside in silence.

I rushed after them, still wearing house slippers, my continue reading …