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And while he believed everything was unfolding exactly the way he wanted, the recorder sat hidden in my desk beside a folder of legal documents my lawyer had prepared.
The day of the shower arrived.
Claire sat in the center smiling nervously while people praised her generosity.
Ethan stood beside her proudly.
“I want to thank everyone for being here,” I said. “Especially two people who have been taking such good care of this baby.”
I pulled the recorder from my pocket.
I pressed play.
Claire’s voice filled the room.
Then Ethan’s voice.
“She doesn’t want the baby…”
When the recording ended, Ethan’s expression had changed entirely.
“Am I?” I asked quietly.
He finally dropped the act.
“Our marriage died years ago,” he said coldly. “I still wanted my child. Just not in a broken marriage.”
“So you planned to steal it,” I replied.
Claire stepped away from him in shock.
“I would never have helped you if I’d known the truth.”
Ethan’s mother stood up in disbelief.
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