She’s standing in the nursery, seven months pregnant, when her phone buzzes.
A text from
her best friend.
“I’m 14 weeks pregnant with your husband’s baby.”
That’s how Chantal finds out.
Her husband, Cedrick, has been cheating for eighteen months. With Hazel, her best friend of twenty years. The woman who threw her baby shower. The woman who cried at every ultrasound.
Chantal doesn’t cry. She doesn’t scream. She plans her revenge.
For one month she plays the perfect wife while she saves every text, every hotel receipt, every damning word. Then, at a dinner party in front of both families, she plays the recording she’s been saving. She walks out with her head high, her baby still safe inside her.
Now the divorce is war. Cedrick wants custody. His family takes his side. And Hazel, still swearing that baby is real, isn’t done fighting for the man she stole.
She never saw the other guy coming.
Isaac - Cedrick’s best friend. Quiet. Steady. In love with her for five years, and too loyal to ever say it. He shows up at 3 a.m. He builds the crib. He talks to her belly when he thinks she’s asleep.
He’s everything her husband never was. But loving her ex’s best friend could cost her the baby in court.
They all thought she’d just take it.
She didn’t.
Chantal is choosing herself - and the other guy who was there all along.
