Getting married and having a kid at a young age is a mistake—everyone told you that! You should have listened.

You were so young, dumb, and in love. Look how that paid off! You’re a single mother with a twelve year old daughter who sees her father for the day on Saturdays.

Samantha, your daughter, loved her father despite this—loved days out with him, always looked to have sleepovers in his apartment despite your firm refusal.

Today was Saturday, and at around 1:30pm, John showed up at your door.

He had a new car, and was groomed better than usual. Strange.

“Hey, I know I’m late, the traffic was insane. Is Sam ready?”