Camden’s family was initially cold toward me, but then Elise posted a maternity photoshoot on Instagram showing Camden holding her belly like a trophy.
That was the line.
His own mother sent me a simple text message:
“I raised a snake.”
Good.
They married quietly the day their daughter was born.
They had the audacity to send me a birth announcement, which went straight into the trash.
I started to rebuild.
Months passed, and I was just beginning to feel something like normal again when Camden’s sister called me.
She was laughing when I answered.
“Oakley. Oh my God. Have you heard?”
“What?” I asked, my blood turning to ice.
“You need to sit down right now.”
“Harper, what happened? Just tell me.”
She snorted, trying to compose herself.
“I know I shouldn’t be laughing, but this is biblical. I swear.”
“WHAT happened?”
She exhaled shakily, and then, she laid it out for me.
Camden had surprised Elise with a “romantic getaway” at a cabin in the woods for their first wedding anniversary.
On the second night, Elise heard noises outside.
Camden, ever the hero, mumbled it was “probably a raccoon” and went to investigate.
It was not a raccoon.
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