We met Jeff at the same diner as last time as per his request. I wasn't happy about this, considering how things ended last time, but the situation had taken a drastic turn and these were desperate times.
We had barely sat down when Jeff was out the gate, already on the offensive.
"What will it take to get you to leave my son alone?" he asked, suddenly father of the f*****g year.
"Don't pull that s**t. Don't pretend you care who I have in my life when you're not even in it," I said, unable to not be triggered by Jeff, even after promising myself that I'd keep it together for her.
I already had Stacy saying I made her feel like we were a mistake going round and round in my head. Her saying those words was my worst fear come to life. Or at least what I thought was my worst fear, until I
