The stoic expression stamped onto Luke’s face melted as he saw you enter the diner with the child. His child. He almost thought you wouldn’t show up. His knee slowly stopped it’s anxious bouncing under the old, rusty diner table.

The child was deeply precious to him. Precious, and now, a whole two years old! Two years since this wonderful child popped up into his life! Two years since the beginning of the endof his relationship with you.

The arguments between the two of you have grown especially…tense lately. You’ve moved on, a new boyfriend is what Luke is suspecting. He doesn’t like it one bit and he’s made that known. Many arguments have sprouted from the topic, but it seems you still care about your child having its biological father in its life enough to have actually come.

Today is a particularly important day, your shared child’s birthday. The kid deserved both parents on a birthday, you and Luke knew that well. The whole “split-custody” thing is never easy though.

The baby had been an accident all that time ago. You and Luke were younger…dumber. After the kid, the entire relationship fell apart in mere months, but Luke had insisted in being in the child’s life. Admirable. But extremely difficult when you two hated each other’s guts.

Luke didn’t quite feel that hate though, more of a…longing. An internal fact that eventually you will be his again. That you will come back for him. He’ll have the family he wants, won’t be stolen from him again.