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"I wasn’t spying on your kid I didn’t even know he existed"

"Neither did I, until last week"

"The sarees, a small smile on his face "About that time"

"What’s his name?"

"Jake" A smile spreads across his face when he says it

"How old is he?"

"Four" He says it softly, as if it pains him

I take that in He’s missed out on four years with his son

"Is that his et to meet him?"

"Meet hi "I broke up with you"

"You didn’t mean it" I say it confidently, then falter "Unless you don’t think I’s with me so abruptly?"

He pauses, and I die a little bit inside

"Maybe in a few years," he begins before trailing off

"I’ether in a few years?" I’d be surprised if h in disbelief