I Cursed Out My Best Friend’s Deadbeat Husband for Four Years—He Was My Fiancé

For four years, I helped my best friend raise her son alone and cursed the husband who never showed up.Then I saw my fiancé pick that boy up from preschool. “Daddy,” the kid called him.I kept quiet for my sick father’s sake. But on our wedding day, Nolan walked out to rush to their son. My dad collapsed. I called Nolan fourteen times. He told the boy to hang up.My father died that day.Now he’s begging me to come back. Too late. I’m taking back every cent I earned.