My Husband Betrayed Me with My Own Sister – But on Their Wedding Day, Karma Caught Up with Them

That night, I got the second betrayal… a call from my mom.

“We know this is hard,” she said, tone measured, like she was reading from a script.

“But the baby needs a father.”

“The baby?” I whispered. “You mean Chloe’s baby. The one she made with my husband?”

“Hannah, please.

Don’t make this about you…”

“How is this NOT about me, Mom?”

“You need to be the bigger person, sweetheart. For the family.”

I hung up without another word.

The next day, my dad called.

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