Jenna went to speak with Mrs. Gable later that afternoon. It turned out that Mrs. Gable had seen the entire event from her porch.
She had already saved the footage on her computer just in case Cassandra needed it. The video didn’t capture every whisper, but it clearly showed Edith throwing the suitcase and pushing Cassandra.
The high-quality microphone had also captured one specific, cruel sentence from the mother-in-law. “If my son isn’t here, you are leaving even if your water breaks right here on the concrete.”
Cassandra’s hands shook as she watched the footage on Jenna’s laptop. Jenna wanted to send it to Wesley immediately, but Cassandra told her to wait.
She wanted to see Wesley’s face when she told him the truth in person. She was tired of everyone else narrating her life story for her.
That night, Wesley finally appeared at Jenna’s front door. He looked exhausted and was still carrying his work bag from the long drive home.
He froze when he saw how pale and fragile Cassandra looked. His eyes dropped to her belly and then moved back to her face with a look of confusion.
“Is the baby okay?” he asked with a trembling voice.
“Almost not,” Cassandra replied.