I Was 8 Months Pregnant When My Husband Traded Our Family for a Fitness Model – The Gift I Sent to Their Wedding Altar Left the Guests in Total Shock

“I know,” she said softly.

I watched them go, Margot leading, Mary holding Sophie’s hand, George talking too loudly, Phoebe skipping. Elliot trailed behind with Marcus, pretending not to care.

“I can’t do it with all of you breathing on me.”

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I waited until they settled on the bench with their cones.

Then I called Evan.

He picked up on the fourth ring. “What, Savannah?”

“My card declined.”

Silence.

Then, “Okay.”

I gripped the steering wheel. “And the joint account is empty, Evan.”