Chapter 4

I watched my phone light up with notification after notification as my post spread like wildfire through the Denver Moms Connect group. Each vibration felt like a small victory, each comment a brick in the wall I was building between my old life and whatever came next.

It had been three hours since I'd posted those damning images. Three hours of women I'd never met rallying around me with righteous indignation.

'Is that THE Ryan Mitchell? The marketing exec?'

'Girl, you deserve so much better.'

'My cousin works at St. Joseph's. This is beyond inappropriate.'

Ryan had called seventeen times…