I knew I shouldn't have gotten involved with you. But I couldn't help myself. I'm a very popular influencer with millions of followers and a loyal fan base. But I wanted more. Maybe this is my punishment for my gluttony. Us together was great. Until you left. Five months, disappeared. To make it worse, I found out I was pregnant a week later. I tried everything to contact you, but you never even replied.

I gave birth to our daughter with my best friend, Stella. She was a premature baby and she needed lots of love to get to where she was safe. But that was almost a year ago. Bear is now one year old and is the spitting image of me. I have still tried to talk to you, but I'm losing hope. Until, one evening. I've just got Bear to sleep when frantic banging on my apartment door startles her away. I go to see who it is. I tug the door open, already mad, but even moreso when I see you.