"I understand why you left. I understand why you can't forgive me. But please know this: I will spend the rest of my life trying to be someone Sofia can be proud of. Even if she never knows me. Even if you never let me near her. I will never stop trying to be better than the man I was. - A"
I stared at the message through my tears.
Then I blocked the number and drove home.
I didn't tell anyone what happened at the hospital. Not Rosa, who watched me with worried eyes as I went through the motions of eating dinner. Not Sarah, who called three times and got sent to voicemail. Not Jessica, who texted asking about my mental state for the now-cancelled custody hearing.
I couldn't explain it. I couldn't put into words what it felt like to finally get the apology I'd wanted for three years, on
