Madeline:
“If you’ve come here to talk about that, let me tell you, I had a miscarriage. I was worried and had no means to start a normal life. Then I met my husband about fifteen days later. It was an instant connection. We got married, and now I have children,” I said, taking deep breaths to steady myself.
I was afraid my fear was showing on my face.
“Really? What a nice story,” he mocked. “It’s amazing because it checks out with the children’s age, right?” His taunting smile stayed fixed on his face.
“Well, it’s not a story. It’s the truth. Now, will you please leave?” I asked, pointing toward the door. When I noticed he looked offended, I added, “Since my stepmother called you, she must have told you about the chaos last night. My kids are still shaken from that, and I don’t think
