After hearing their baby’s heartbeat for the first time, Henry and Emily walked out of the doctor’s office glowing—until they saw it:
“Hope She Was Worth It” spray-painted on Henry’s car. Emily’s trust shattered. Henry hadn’t cheated, but someone wanted her to believe he had.
The truth was worse than betrayal by a stranger—it was his sister, Claire. Smiling at dinners, suggesting baby names, all while
planting seeds of doubt. She admitted to everything, claiming she was helping Henry escape a responsibility he once feared.
But fear didn’t excuse cruelty. Devastated, Emily and Henry chose to protect their family and cut Claire out of their lives.
In the end, the deepest wounds came from the one they never suspected—and they learned that even family can be dangerous in disguise.
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