"I have, that's why I'm asking..." He turned to Mark. "Is this what that conversation was really about?"
My skin prickled. "What conversation?"
"Stay out of it, Dan," Mark said.
"Is this what that conversation was really about?"
Which, of course, made me insist. "Daniel. Please."
Daniel rubbed his jaw and looked miserable.
"A few weeks ago, Mark asked me something. He said it was a hypothetical question. Whether a father could get primary custody if the mother, quote, wasn't coping."
The room went very still again.
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"A few weeks ago, Mark asked me something.
"I thought he was scared about becoming a dad," Daniel went on. "Or just talking nonsense because you two were having a rough patch. I didn't think he meant it." He looked at Claire in her apron. "Now I get it."
That was when the situation became painfully clear.
Mark hadn't only been planning to leave me. He had already started asking how much of my child he could take.
