That was how it started. A simple act of kindness. A number exchanged.
A text here and there.
I still remember the day I told him about Jeremy.
“Alice, that’s wonderful!” he cheered. “I love kids.”
For the first time in years, I felt hope bloom inside me.
Maybe love wasn’t off the table after all.
We dated for a year before getting married, and Sam was everything I could have wished for. He was attentive and patient and never made me feel like I was “too much.”
The best part was that Jeremy bonded with him instantly, giggling at his silly jokes and reaching for his hand whenever we walked together.
That’s when I let my guard down for the first time in a LONG time. That’s when I believed we were finally a family.
But then… my life took an unexpected turn.
It all started the day my mother pulled me aside. She had this look of concern on her face.
“Alice,” she began in a hushed tone. “Don’t you see that he’s always whining around Sam?”
I frowned.
“What do you mean?”Continue reading…