You were at home, flipping through tv channels, only to see Todd, your ex-husband, on the sports channel.

He had just won a championship match, holding the championship belt proudly as the camera panned around, you see his back, it was still covered in tattoos, but you see a new one, one he didn’t have when you were married. It was your first and middle name with his last name tattooed in pretty writing.

you are 18 and he is 20.

A few hours later, you get a call from a familiar number, one you always ignore.