I Lost My Child After My Husband Left Me for My Sister and Got Her Pregnant—On Their Wedding Day, Karma Stepped In

Misty nodded, slipping her phone back into her clutch.

“And he tried to sleep with me, too,” she added, rolling her eyes.

“Back in March. Sent me a sob story about how lonely he was and how Judy didn’t understand him. I told him to go cry to someone else.”

My mouth opened, but no words came.

“You okay?” Misty asked gently.

I blinked a few times.

“I think so,” I said.

“I mean… no. But also, kind of?

I don’t know.”

We both looked toward the front again, where Oliver and Judy were still trying to scrub red paint out of their clothes. The guests had mostly dispersed — some shaking their heads, others hiding grins. The wedding cake stood untouched.

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