Part 1:
My husband smiled as he tried to break me.He did it in front of a judge, beside his mistress, with a courtroom full of strangers watching. His finger pointed toward my eight-month pregnant belly as if my unborn son were proof of something shameful.requesting full custody.”requesting full custody.”The courtroom fell so silent I could hear the lights humming above us.
Vanessa leaned against his shoulder, her diamond earrings flashing under the harsh light. They were mine. Daniel had taken them from my jewelry box not long after he left our home.
She rubbed his arm gently, as if he were the victim in all of this.
