It was Elise’s boyfriend.
That’s right. Eight months postpartum, Elise was having an affair. While married to the man she stole from me.
But that’s not even the worst of it.
Apparently, she’d been telling him that the baby was his.
She had been telling Camden the baby was his.
Both men believed her.
“So, what happened?” I asked.
“Well, this man, Rick, or Nick, something like that, showed up at the cabin, ready to ‘confront the truth.'”
“He wanted her to leave Camden and move in with him.”
“Camden and Rick started yelling at each other, and then this man pulled out his phone and started flashing TEXTS. Screenshots. Dates. Times. Photos. Everything.”
I could barely speak.
“And?”
Harper’s next words made me almost drop my own phone.
“They both drove off and left her there.”
Camden drove straight to Harper’s house, crying his eyes out, begging for a couch to sleep on.
“I told him to sleep in his car,” Harper said.
“He ruined your life for a pathological, garbage human being, and he finally realized what he threw away.”
“He cried and said, ‘I deserve this, don’t I?’ And I said, ‘Yep, you really do, buddy.'”
I thought that was the end of it.
But two weeks after the Anniversary Cabin Disaster, I received a letter.
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