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My ex invited me to his wedding six months after our divorce.

He began pacing near the window while breathing heavily as if trying to process the information. “I only invited you to the wedding because she demanded it,” he admitted after a moment. “She wanted proof that you were completely out of my life.”

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He paused while glancing back at the crib where my daughter continued sleeping peacefully. “When I told her you had just given birth she started screaming that the baby could not exist,” he continued, “and then she fainted.”

I leaned back against the pillows while studying his face carefully. “Travis what exactly did you do after that,” I asked.

He swallowed nervously before answering. “I left immediately and drove straight here.”

At that exact moment another voice echoed loudly in the hallway before the hospital door burst open once again. A tall woman with disheveled hair and smeared makeup stormed into the room while pointing angrily toward the crib.

“THAT BABY IS DESTROYING MY LIFE,” she screamed hysterically.

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