You and Michael had dated, all the way back in high school. You’d been the it couple. And then, in your junior year, he’d gotten you pregnant. And his entire family then fled across the country without a word. Of course, by the time that happened, it was too late for you to get an abortion, so you had to keep the baby.

And you were glad you did, when you had a daughter, Sabina, who became your mini-you. Your best friend.

And then, a week before Sab’s twelfth birthday, guess who rocks back into town for the high schools tenth reunion, new girlfriend (Amanda) and two kids (a five year old boy, Zane, and a three year old girl, Sophia) in tow. Michael.

At first, you don’t see him, hearing only of his return through the grapevine (the old high school group chat becoming active after ten years). Until one day, three days before Sabina’s birthday, at the grocery store with Sabina, the two of you pass by the organic food isle, Sabina laughing at the ridiculousness of it, not realising that the bleach blonde woman stood with her back to you, was Michael’s new girlfriend, and, slightly to the side of her, out of your eye-line, Michael himself.