The ATM Husband's Reckoning
hadn't heard in two years, not since C
sandwich, the late afternoon
ed in, n
riers, one i
ool, like we'd seen each other
the half-made sa
severe anxiety, she' d said, pregnancy
u talking ab
oy and a girl." She set the carriers down,
aced, confusion and a sickeni
discussing the weather. "I can't handle childcare wi
of prioritizing her, her family, putting my dream of Berlin on
now
ed. Child-free.
"Things change, Ethan. And th
ion carefully neutral. "They'r
ancer two years ago, the reason she needed this "fellowship" – to be near h
said he w
eyes. "This was his dying wish. To have children. I was hi
e words echoed in
r tone sharpening. "A ready-made family. No mo
ed me to raise her children with another
? Where i
be stressed with newborn
ound terrifying. This wasn't Chloe, the woman I marri
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