He blinked. “What threats?”
I took a deep breath and told him everything.
His expression fell as the reality sank in.
“I didn’t know,” he said quietly. “I didn’t realize it went that far.”
Before I could respond, Emily came downstairs, having heard enough.
“Maybe you should go,” she said coldly.
Alex didn’t argue. He just left.
A few hours later, my mother-in-law called again—this time scolding me for “mocking” her son.
The next few days were quiet. I focused on Sarah, trying to find peace in her tiny smiles.
But the situation still weighed on me.
Three days later, Alex returned.
He looked exhausted, regret written all over his face.
“I’m so sorry,” he said softly. “I let my insecurities ruin everything.”
I looked at him, my heart still guarded.
“You didn’t just doubt me,” I said. “You humiliated me. You abandoned me. You let your mother attack me.”
He nodded, swallowing hard. “I know. And I’ll do whatever it takes to fix this. Just… give me a chance.”
Part of me wanted to shut him out completely. But another part remembered the life we had built.
“I don’t know how to trust you right now,” I said. “But for Sarah’s sake… I’ll try.”
