My Bestie and I are Done with the Toxic Brothers

My best friend and I married into the Miller family.

I married Zachary, the athletic swimming coach elder brother, while she married Ethan, the licensed therapist younger brother.

We lived in the same suburban neighborhood, right next door to each other.

Under constant, suffocating pressure from their mother to start families, Abby and I got pregnant around the same time.

But after I suffered a devastating miscarriage, I fell into severe postpartum depression. My days became a blur of darkness.

Every single night, I would wake up screaming from nightmares, my nerves completely shot.