“What are you saying, Leah?” Jennifer said, putting on her perfect act of a shocked expression.

She let out a deep breath as her sorrowful eyes turned to face Ethan, then she looked at me, shaking her head slightly in grief.

“I understand, Leah. I have heard that some women experience slight mental issues after losing a child, but you did not lose your child, Leah—you killed him yourself. I understand you might be going through some very complex emotions right now, but still, Leah, that’s not enough reason to spread lies about me, or try and destroy the strong bond I share with Ethan with your falsehoods,” she said,...