He Wanted 50/50, She Took 100%

g" called by my husband, Kevin, and his mother, Brenda. They proposed a draconian 50/50 split of every expense, from utilities to groceries, and even my pregnancy and

responsibility alone. My stomach churned, not from morning sickness, but from the chilling realization tha

s on a spreadsheet. How could the man I loved, the father of my child, and his own mother, demonstrate such ruthless

s terms. But they had no idea. They wanted to play with spreadsheets? Fine. A cold, stee