I Left One Envelope on the Table After My Husband Chose His Daughter’s Lie

Not proud of it. Still stopped.

Chloe said, “Please. She’d never do anything. Dad would pick me every time.”

The girl on the phone said something I couldn’t make out.

Then Chloe laughed again. Short and ugly.

“I know. That’s why it’s easy.”

I stood there in the hallway with two bath towels against my chest, staring at the crown molding like an idiot.

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