TARA

My heart thrashed wildly against my chest as I thought about what Aidan was about to say. I waited with bated breath for him to confess that just like a great percentage of the people I’d come across in my lifetime, Aidan did not care about me or my daughter, and that he was just like everyone else.

That was the only thing that made sense.

Before we sat down on the side benches, Aidan had gone to what I was sure was his car to bring the papers he was referring to a ...