Chapter 7

Breaking into the house, I found Meadow lying on my bed, cuddling that bastard child.

In just a few days of my absence, my home had become unrecognizable.

My photos, toiletries, and clothes had all vanished without a trace.

Even the crib I had prepared for my baby was now occupied by that little brat, who was wearing the gold locket I had bought for my child around his neck.

The nursery I had set up was in complete disarray, now taken over by that stray dog called Pebbles.

Talk about the cuckoo in the nest!

"Naomi, who let you in? This is my house. Without my permission, you're trespassing. Want me to press charges?"

"Go ahead, call the cops right now!"

Dash was in the shower. Meadow sat up calmly, waving her hand under her nose.

"You're covered in bad vibes and misfortune. No wonder you couldn't keep the baby. It's a blessing you miscarried. Otherwise, that poor child would've been stuck with you as a mom. Talk about being born under an unlucky star!"