I stared at the walls for what felt like hours after Violet left. Just staring blankly at the white wall. My only movements were stroking Max's fur.
What would be left if I was forced to give up precious time with my son? I have gone through hell and back. Every other weekend or whenever Alec pleased. Should I have given Alex a second chance? Should I have done things differently? Was I going to tell Andre that his father wanted to take him away from me? What is wrong with me? Am I that horrible of a person?
No. It wasn't me. It was Alex. Alex just threw me away. He let himself be convinced by anyone that wasn't me. That wasn't his wife. It's because of him that Diane is dead.
I used to believe my parents were superheros. I looked up to them. I looked at them to be my heros, to always
