“This is because of her,” she said bitterly. “You’ve changed since marrying Mel. She’s trying to push me out of my own grandson’s life.”
I stared at her.
That was the accusation I’d spent months trying to avoid.
I’d agreed to a shower I didn’t want.
I’d accepted decorations I hadn’t chosen.
I’d tolerated strangers discussing my pregnancy.
I’d watched Diane open my gifts.
All because I was terrified she’d eventually accuse me of keeping her grandson away.
And now she was doing exactly that.
Before I could respond, Levi spoke.
“Mel is the reason I didn’t intervene earlier.”
Diane blinked.
“What?”
“I wanted to leave after that ridiculous belly-measuring game. She asked me to stay.”
He glanced at me.
“She kept giving you chances because she wanted our son to have a loving grandmother.”
My eyes filled with tears.
