My husband let his friend convince him our children might not be his. I told myself if he crossed that line, our marriage was over.

coat. He had signed every consent form. He had cried when we heard two heartbeats. And now, after all that, he stood in our kitchen asking me to prove I hadn’t cheated because his drinking buddy had decided my children’s faces were suspicious.

“Nathan,” I said very quietly, “are you accusing me of something?”

He had the nerve to look uncomfortable.

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