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food.”
I knew my mother-in-law hated me, but I never thought she would hide shrimp in my food while I was pregnant. When my throat closed and I grabbed my belly, Daniel snapped, “Stop em:bar:rassing my mother.”
His jaw tightened. “You can’t prove that.”
That sentence told me everything.
Not You’re wrong.
Not I believe you.
You can’t prove that.
So I stopped speaking to him about it.
Grief taught me silence. Law taught me patience.
