Who's the Poor Thing Now?
My husband's brother dies before my husband and I marry. My mother-in-law has never liked me, and my husband is a mommy's boy. He listens to her when she forces him to remain in mourning for his brother—within the next three years, we can only register our marriage but not have a wedding.
To help his widowed sister-in-law past these difficult times, my husband runs over to her place every few days, leaving me alone at home.
Anyone who isn't in the know would think I'm the widow!
My scheming sister-in-law even tells her child to address my husband as their father instead of uncle.
I sneer. "How shameless of you to want your brother-in-law to care for two families at once. Thank goodness the child in my womb doesn't have such a disgusting father."