Months to an end

Finally after a long internal struggle. I cut him off. We still talked about the pregnancy. We just never met up. Then when I was 9 months and 2 weeks in he called. Inviting me to have dinner. Told me it was going to be a public thing. So I wouldn't need to worry about him crossing lines. So I agreed. Once we got to the restaurant I imediately felt sick. So we ordered food to go. We decided to eat at a look out spot. It was really beautiful. With the ocean and city lights. It really was a sight to see. Then he told me the real reason. He wanted me to know he proposed and she said yes. He just wanted me to find out from him and not anyone else. Sometime after we were done eating. I got my drink and I was sitting in the passenger seat. It was a pretty cold night. So I turned on the heater. We weren't really talking anymore. So we set in silence. So I asked him if he could just take me home. He asked me to wait a little while. Next thing I knew I was completely passed out. Which was really weird because it was actually very early. Normally I sleep late. I'm not usually tired after eating either. So that was definitely diffeent. I just assumed it was the fact that I ate a lot. When I woke up. We were both asleep. He it looked like he was asleep. I felt a little warm but wet. So I looked down and realised there was blood everywhere. I tried not to panic. I woke him up and told him I needed to go to the hospital. He took me and dropped me off. The doctors checked me and told me they needed to induce me. So they could help save baby. So I gave them permission. JD left as soon as I closed the door. I'm not going to say he tried to kill off my unborn but I will say I have my suspicions. After that night we stopped talking. The hospital was able to save my baby girl. She seemed very drugged up for the first few days. However all in all she was a healthy and beautiful baby girl. My BD and I were talking again and he decided to grab me and baby. He picked us up and took me to my moms place. We weren't together together but we wanted to try when. Mainly for the kids. Then my half sister came to visit. She wanted to meet me and all my kids. I welcomed her with open arms. She stayed a few days. Then she went back home. Sweetest little thing ever. Everything was running smoothly. My sons were happy they got to spend time with both of us all the time. My baby was healthy and thriving. Everyone was getting along. I went down to apply for financial help. Not cash but food and medical. The very next day my grandma invited us over. So we went to see my grandma. She talked to us about getting married. Told us it's the right thing to do. That way I can add him to my case and everything. We had a quick marriage. No dress, no rings or anything else wedding like. Then maybe a week later a letter in the mail showed up. Telling me Bd owes me child support at 2400 a month. My grandma called and had me go in to child support. Letting them know we are now married. So I signed a few papers and they closed out his case. Next thing I knew. I found myself at a family homeless shelter. Bd refused to come in with us. Instead he chose to stay in his car. We were trying to get into a low income housing. To help us save as much as possible. So we could get some important things. Like another car, a house instead of an apartment. Then I received a notice in the mail. JD requested dna testing on the baby. So I was being court ordered to supply the sample. I initially refused. Since I was technically married and I knew Bd wouldn't have disagreed. I had put him down as the father of my daughter on her birth certificate.