Juno glanced toward the dining room, then whispered, “Grandma, Mom is leaving Dad too.” She took me into her bedroom and showed me screenshots she had saved from the family tablet. Whitney had signed a lease on a furnished apartment across town and planned to move out the following week. Bradley knew nothing. Even worse, several messages showed Whitney reassuring a friend that it would be “fine” because I was living there now and could handle the twins while Bradley traveled for work.
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