Moral While holding my newborn after a C-section, I texted my parents: Please, can someone come help me? Mom read it. Said nothing. Six days later, Dad tried to withdraw $2,300 from my account.

looking irritated and confused.

“I don’t know why she dragged us here,” Mom said. “Six days postpartum and already creating drama.”

I placed Noah’s car seat beside Evan and remained standing.

Dad smirked. “You look exhausted, sweetheart.”

“I am.”

“Maybe this isn’t the right moment for your little legal tantrum.”

I set a folder down on the table.

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