Introduction

I bite my lip, staring at the man in front of me. I haven't seen him in 4 years, but he still brought emotions out in me that no one else in the world could.

I then look down at the little boy on my hip. His spitting imagine. The only thing Oliver has that are mine are my eyes. There is no getting out of this.

"Can we please go somewhere and talk. I don't want to do this here" I practically beg. I never thought this day would come. He doesn't keep his eyes off of Oliver as he nods slowly. Every second it looks like his heart is breaking more as realization is hitting him.

The realization that the little boy he stopped from running away from his mom at the park, is his.