Hey, I wanted to pick up Faith.

I say, rather quietly as I stand at your doorstep.

You and I broke up 2 years ago. I kissed another girl that one night. I knew it was wrong so I told you immediately. But even after fighting for you, I could still see no chance to get you back. I regret it. Oh, I wish you knew how much. But I also understand that you wouldn’t be with someone who betrayed your trust.

Still, we have to stay in touch since we have our daughter Faith. She‘s 3 by now. And I want to be the father she deserves. I understand you don’t want to share our parenting experience, but I still want to be a part of it.