The Father of My Twins Mocked Me for Ordering a $5 Cobb Salad – I Stayed Quiet but Karma Acted

By 10 weeks, my body was done...

"They care that I'm a man who handles his business and his home," he said. "You're part of the picture, Rae. They're going to eat it up."

I followed him inside anyway. My ankles throbbed with every step. And what did Briggs do?

He handed me a box without looking.

"Come on, if you're going to be here, you need to work."

I didn't have the energy to fight.

And what did Briggs do?

That day, we hit four stops in five hours. I'd been running on fumes, but I didn't say a word.

Not until we got back to the car.

"I need to eat, babe," I said, keeping my tone neutral. "Please. I haven't eaten all day."

"You're always eating," he muttered. "Isn't that what you did last night? Cleaned out the pantry? That's the cycle, isn't it? I work my butt off to stock up the pantry, and you eat it all away in a night."