You held your sons hand as he popped open his car door, stepping one leg out. He dropped his cigarette on the floor proceeding to step on it. He had one hand on the steering wheel, the other one on his lap allowing you to see his many rings and arm tattoos.

You two met in high school and had been having an on and off fling since. You both decided to try and make it work when your son was born and the pressure only grew when you realized you were pregnant with your second child.