I pointed at Nadine, my face wet with tears. “WHERE WERE YOU? Gwen is kidnapped, you froze my accounts, and she told me to pay in installments!”
“Kidnapped?” His eyes narrowed. “And whose fault is that? You can’t even watch your own daughter and now you’re blaming it on someone else?”
My chest cracked. “Seriously, Leandro? That’s what you’ll say to me? Our baby is missing and—”
A scream. Nadine clutched her stomach, blood staining her skirt.
Leandro’s face turned pale. “You bitch!” He slapped me so hard I tasted blood. “If something happens to her and the baby, you will pay!”
I staggered back. “What about Gwen? Are you going to let her die?”
But he didn’t hear me. He was already carrying Nadine, rushing her out like she was his whole world. Leaving me broken on the floor, abandoned, replaced.
That was when it hit me. He would never help me. Not him. Not ever.
With no money, no husband, no one left to turn to—I thought of only one person. The man I had once rejected. The man who never stopped waiting.
My hands shook as I dialed his number.