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Edward Locke had never been able to keep his hands off me. Then we got married, and he turned cold overnight. He stopped reaching for me. When I reached for him, he pulled away. Even the news that I was pregnant got nothing out of him but a pause. I told myself it was cold feet, that he needed time to get used to being a husband and a father. Then, three months into the pregnancy, I drove out to pick him up from a bar because he was too drunk to get himself home. I had barely reached the door of the private room when a voice carried out into the hall. "Ed, you were out of your mind over Charlotte before the wedding. You went to war with your own family to marry her. Now you've got her and you're ducking her, and she's carrying your kid." Before Edward could answer, his childhood sweetheart, Melissa Brant, cut in with a giggle. "Ugh, Eddie, I warned you forever ago. Some girls play untouchable, and half the city's already had a turn. "I'm a woman. I know exactly what that type is. "Regretting it yet? You thought you were getting a blank page. Turns out she's a magazine the whole waiting room already read."