She Replaced Me As Mommy

Summary

The day our daughter was born, Patrick cradled her in his arms, his face flushed with an awe so pure it made him look boyish.

"Look at her, Corinne. She has your eyes, my brow line. She’s literally the best of both of us. Here, you want to hold her?"

My chest swelled. I smiled, reaching out my trembling arms - only for my best friend, Whitney, to swat Patrick’s shoulder with a disapproving frown.

"What is wrong with you, Patrick? Corinne was in labor for three agonizing days before they had to rush her in for an emergency C-section. Her incision isn’t even closed!