Eight months after the divorce, my phone buzzed with his name. “Come to my wedding,” he said, smug as ever. “She’s pregnant—unlike you.” I froze, fingers tightening around the hospital sheet.

records of the stress his actions had caused during my pregnancy, and his complete failure to respond to the initial divorce mandates, the judge had denied him completely. He was granted zero custody, zero visitation, and a hefty monthly child support obligation that would automatically be garnished from whatever meager income his ruined firm generated.continue reading …