My aunt looks at me with disgust “Some people
can’t even give birth, and can’t dress well.
You’re embarrassing my brother.
Jake’s mom starts yelling at me and throwing a
cup at me, burning my hand. “Get out, I don’t
want to see you.” “Sarah, sit on my left, and
Jake on my right.”
Those were supposed to be the son and
daughter in law seats.
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Sarah then says, “Don’t be upset, Chloe. She didn’t mean to have a car crash.”
“It’s her fault she is suffering now, and it’s my poor son who can’t be a dad. They’ll divorce.” Jake would always stick up for me before, but now he looks at Sarah with nothing but love.
I leave and run to the garage, realizing my car keys are with Jake.
“Chloe, you know who the kid is right?” Sarah appears out of nowhere, drinking her soda. “What does it matter? Jake is her father, and he gave her to me. He will do anything for me.” “Your fiancé, your husband, your child, and your mother in law, it’s all mine. And you will be
nothing but a joke.”
“”
forget how she found out and stand up angrily.
“She’s my kid, I’m her mother. You stole her from me.”
Sarah laughs, “My daughter might not think that. Want to try?”
She pours the rest of her drink on herself,
throws the bottle at my feet, and screams.
Before I can even register, a hand pushes me
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down.
Jake runs to Sarah, holding her in his arms.
“Chloe! Are you crazy?!”
“She was scared, and you hurt her? You know
she’s on her period! She can’t be in the cold.”
I try to explain, but the little girl appears and
punches me.
“I’m going to beat you up you evil woman, you
hurt my mommy! You don’t deserve to have
babies, you’re mean!”
I look at her, my heart breaks. She has my eyes.
I hold her, “I’m your mother.”
Sarah pulls her away, acting hurt. “Chloe, you’re
sad that you can’t have babies, so you’re
jealous of me. I’m sorry. Just don’t steal my
child.”
I try to take my kid, but Jake holds me. “Chloe,
are you insane?”
“Jake, look me in the eye! Whose kid is it?”
Jake looks away, “She’s Sarah’s daughter. Our
baby died in the crash. You saw it. What’s
wrong with you? You hurt Sarah. Apologize.”
The girl yells, “I don’t want you as a mother. I
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hate you! If you hurt my mother again, I’m going to hurt you!”
I close my eyes, tears streaming down my face.
My husband loves another woman. My kid hates me.
I open my eyes, feeling numb, “You guys are right, I am crazy. I’m sorry, I won’t bother you again.”
I leave, and Jake hesitates, then says, “Wait. I’ll drive you.”
But Sarah pulls on his arm, “Jake, I’m freezing and I’m in pain.”
Jake glances at me, and then leaves with Sarah.
I go home, sign the papers and change my
plane ticket to tomorrow. My friend asks, “Are you really giving up? What about the DNA test?”
I laugh. “Yeah, they’re better off without me.” That night Jake calls. “Chloe, I’m sorry, I
shouldn’t have yelled at you. Sarah was hurt,
but I told my mom and sister to stop bothering
you.
“I know you want kids. We can adopt a kid! I’ve
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picked out a тew places, let’s go tomorrow!
I close my eyes, “Ok.”
The next day, Jake doesn’t show up. He calls,
saying he has a surgery, and will come get me
this afternoon.
I watch the news, which shows a kids‘ event.
Jake is carrying Sarah on his shoulders, as
parents race.
