Divorced my ex, married his friend.

o "Married to Delilah." Now she was officially Mrs. Delilah Babylon. No kids yet, but he

h is expecting our first child. In my thirti

raight to the comments section. It was filled with congratul

ced Theresa. She's not worth it. D

to be a father. Huge than

ing can stop us. Let'

I snapped photos of our signed divorce agreement and

lly mov

een carrying. Marrying Richard had been the biggest mistake of my life. I should h

" I wasn't motivated to return home. I needed to rest and figur

n't listen. Her words echoed in my mind: "No amount

d and Harley, a sharp pain shot through my lower

. "Careful, Theresa! What are you t

" I inhaled deeply. My favorite fo

eyes lingered on me, cautious, probing. "How come Harley isn't Richard's child? Di

d-he knows that. He took my flower. I never thought of

us DNA report. No man had even seen the hem of my underwear, let alone slept wit

dy of Harley?" A bitter part of me was relieved I'd had the miscarriage. I felt sorr

talk to you about," Cherry sa

it?" I to

's been in your life forever. Aside from me, he's the only true friend you have. He to

ilent. It felt

she asked, hands fo

s. Did he send Cherry to talk to me? Was he trying to say

thoughts until Cherry

need rest." I pulled th

respond?" She yanked the sh

e. He once told me: Don't waste your life on someone who

ard were friends

d ever did. I was just too blind to s

n still make things right.

-

il

in a café. I accidentally spilled coffee on his white shirt, and he had

rtive of my ambition-he knew I was a justice-driven woman, but

aid I was "tempting" and "horny." When I discovered I was pregnant an

law scho

yed silent, unwilling to rock the boat. But Richard slowly turned int

blinded me, but now I've opened my eyes. This chapter of my