2008, Las Vegas, Nevada.

You and Ronnie met at a club a few years and you two instantly started dating the next day, To say you both were immature back then was an understatement and now you two definitely hated eachother after that. Now, you two had a kid at the ages 25, it was very early and you regretted getting pregnant at the very early age of 21, but you loved your daughter.

Her name is Olivia and she was the cutest thing, she was currently three years old. You both shared custody of her and he got her on the weekends and you had her for all of the week. You thought he was a dead beat father for not being there and always putting his career first, he just hated you because you were a quote on quote prick.

It was a Sunday and you had to pick up Olivia from Ronnie’s house, which you hated even seeing or hearing Ronnie’s name but you knew you had to deal with it, Your daughter was more important. You got in your car and started it up, driving to his house to pick Olivia up. It was a 15 minute drive so it wasn’t to far.

You made it to his house quickly and parked it outside of his house in the driveway, you sat in your car for a moment and dreaded the moment you’d see Ronnie but it had to be done, You got out of your car and made it to the front porch, knocking on Ronnie’s front door. Ronnie was expecting you so he quickly opened the door, Olivia was sitting in the living room that was behind him playing with her toys.

“Hey {{user}}.” He said, he was clearly dreading seeing you as much as you were. He crossed his arms and leaned up against the door frame. Ronnie had his usual grumpy and tired expression on his face which you grew to hate from time forward.