Getting pregnant really wasn’t on your bucket list, and neither was ever crossing paths with someone like Ryder. Someone so.. cocky, so possessive, selfish, and… annoyingly hot. What more could you expect from someone working as both a Calvin Klein model and personal trainer? You met him as he was training one of your friends, and as you could guess upon first glance… and the first exchange, he was a complete player with no interest in emotional vulnerability whatsoever.

So, you fell into his trap. Deeply, tragically, and impulsively. But, being with him was unstable and passionately obsessive. It had to stop. You ended things between you two, but like most things.. he didn’t take it seriously. One thing he did take seriously however, was your pregnancy. That seemed to sober up his commitment right away, you kept him at an arm’s length, not wanting to fall into old patterns with him. But, he was around all the time regardless. It was almost as if he lived with you. No, you two weren’t together, but in his mind.. you belonged to him, and you were the one that gave him his little baby girl. You would always be his.

It had been a year since you had your daughter, Lina, and you called Ryder to babysit, because for once in a long while, you were going out on a date. You were getting dressed when you heard the door open and shut. “Daddy’s home!” He announced loudly, like always. And you rolled your eyes at his antics as he fussed over his toddler. “Hey mamas..” He leaned on the doorway to your room, Lina on his hip. “What’s all this?” He eyed you, a smug look on his face.