Meghan Moves In

Linda’s POV

It was the next day and I had just come from my morning walk. Chris did not go with me and had stayed home, making preparations for the moving in of his second baby mama.

I had woken up in a good mood but as soon as it registered in my mind that Meghan was going to be under the same roof as I, my mood switched.

And honestly, I had not planned to walk for the next few days but I needed to clear my head. Did it work? Did the walk work?

Well, it pushed me in the direction of a cleared head but I needed way more than that.

I walked into the house, drinking the rest of the water that was in my water bottle. I could tell that the witch still had not arrived yet.

Yeah, I called her a witch. I know she was carrying the child of my husband, but…in fact, that was the reason I was calling her that.

Not particularly because of the child, but because she had slept with my husband.

“Hey,” Chris said as he walked towards me, concern etched on his face. “You took longer than usual.” He p