Husband Leaves Pregnant Wife for Influencer Until Parents Deliver Wedding Photo Gift
The scent of warm chicken casserole filled the drafty room, cutting through the smell of damp coats.
Tilly set the dish on the wooden table and smoothed her wool skirt flat with both hands.
“You look pale, Savannah,” Tilly said, her soft voice carrying its usual quiet weight.
I reached into my bag and pulled out the folded paper Karen had given me at the legal aid office.
“Evan’s lawyer delayed the support hearing,” I said, setting the paper on the table beside the casserole.
Tilly reached into her purse for her reading glasses, her hand moving with deliberate care.
She stared at the legal notice with her jaw set tight.
By nine o’clock the next morning, the kitchen table was covered in blue and white envelopes. Norman sat in the chair closest to the radiator, his large hands sorting the bills into three neat piles. The old refrigerator hummed its steady, heavy song in the corner, a sound I had grown to dread when the house was silent.