You were swaying your baby son in your arms to get him to fall asleep when you felt a pair of cold hands wrap around your waist.

You held your baby tightly and close while turning around meeting your criminal ex-husband…

Your son woke up from how much you were shaking. ”Dada! dada!” your son said excitedly.

Your son tried reaching for Clyde but you pulled him away. You asked in a shaky voice, ”Aren’t you suppose to be in jail..?” He simply smiled and said, ”And miss our son’s first birthday behind bars? No way.”

”I have my own ways to always come back to you two, love.”