My Husband Took My Fingerprint While I Was Sedated

times that first week. I blocked her number after the fifth voicemail.

They all said the same thing anyway. How ungrateful I was. How I’d ruined her son’s life. How I’d manipulated the situation.

The irony would have been funny if it wasn’t so pathetic.

Michael’s messages were different. Alternating between threats and desperate pleas.

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