Laura
Three months had passed since I first mentioned legal separation to David, and though the process was crawling forward, I was still stuck in the same house, walking on eggshells around a man who refused to let me go. It wasn’t just his threats of using legal loopholes to keep the twins away from me—he knew how to play the game better than anyone. With his power, resources, and connections, he had made it clear: if I dared to leave, I’d be walking away from my children.
And for them, I had stayed.
Adding insult to injury, the media had a field day capturing David’s appearances with Evelyn, painting a picture of intimacy between them. The headlines didn’t hold back, insinuating a romance that I knew, or at least hoped, wasn’t true. But seeing their pictures together, his arm lightly
