I was 7 months pregnant at my brother’s engagement party when my dad handed my Mercedes keys to his fiancée like it was his gift to give. I demanded them back, but instead of

visit were reviewed. My mother appeared at the hearing wearing a gray suit and red eyes.

Outside the courtroom, she caught me near the elevator.

“Olivia,” she whispered.

Ethan stepped slightly in front of me, but I touched his arm. “It’s okay.”

My mother looked smaller than I remembered. “Your father is under a lot of pressure.”

I almost laughed.

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