My Dashcam Caught The Fake Miscarriage

Summary

I decided it was time to give her a masterclass in consequences, mostly because her sheer entitlement had finally crossed the line from annoying to pathological.

For the entire past month, she had hitched a ride in my car every single morning. At the end of the month, she sent me a Venmo for exactly fifteen dollars.

Her justification was delivered with a perfectly straight face: her morning sickness was so severe, she simply couldn’t stomach the smell of the subway crowds, and she was hoping to keep carpooling next month.