After My Sister Died in Childbirth, I Adopted Her Triplets – Then Their Father Came Back 8 Years Later

Jen would take him back every single time.

“He’s trying,” she’d tell me over coffee in her tiny apartment. “He’s just… figuring things out.”

She’d change the subject.

Jen tried, and failed, to get pregnant for years.

Each negative test broke her a little more.

But she was determined. She worked two jobs, saved every cent, and paid for IVF herself. No help from Chris.

At least, not beyond the easy part.

He showed up for the appointment, provided what was needed, then vanished for a weekend trip with his buddies.

“It’s his way of dealing with stress,” Jen explained.

Then the miracle happened.

“Triplets.” Jen sobbed into the phone when she told me. “I’m going to be a mom!”

But a sense of worry gnawed at me. Three babies.

One Jen. One useless husband. “Is Chris excited?”

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