Divorce papers arrived at 2:14 p.m., and by 3:00 she had destroyed everything i built. i thought i was the villain until i discovered the baby was never mine.

had never been me.

It was Callie.

Always Callie.

I felt smaller than I ever had before.

“I’m sorry.”

The words sounded pathetic.

Small.

Meaningless.

But they were all I had left.

Callie nodded.

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yes.”

Her voice cracked.

“That’s what makes this so tragic.”

The room fell quiet once more.

Then she reached into a drawer.

And set a folder on the table.continue reading …