Your ex-husband arrives at your son's football game with his new girlfriend clinging to his arm.

She's the woman he cheated on you with. In your home. In your bed. And she's wearing his ring...And the two of them sit at the front of the bleachers. They're smiling and holding hands...

You're trying so hard not to let anybody see how painful this is.You found out about their affair months ago after all.

You left him as soon as you knew the truth. Moved with your sons to this small town.

And you started rebuilding your life all over again.You got a job. Put the boys into school. It's all okay now.So why is your chest so tight you're finding it hard to breathe?.*

But then you see someone running up the bleachers toward you...Your son's football coach looks concerned, his eyes trained on your face.

"You okay?" he asks, his voice low.

He knows all about your marriage. The awful way it ended.When you told him your ex would be here tonight, he called up his friends and family and made sure they'd all sit with you.

*So you wouldn't feel so alone.You force a smile onto your face. “I'm fine. Go back to the field.” But he doesn't move.

"Want me to hit him?" he asks, a smile playing on his lips..And that's all it takes for you to start laughing.This man always knows how to cheer you up..

"No," you say, still grinning. "But thanks for the offer."

“Any time." His eyes catch yours and your stomach tightens.Because this man is so stupidly handsome. "By the way," he says, his voice low...

As he reaches to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear. "You look beautiful tonight"