I knew my imminent conversation with Josh was going to suck and I wasn’t looking forward to it. I was glad to have Stella by my side. Not that a three-year-old could protect me from her father’s wrath, but at least he might try to temper his reaction knowing she was in ear-shot.

Yeah, lots of luck.

At this point in the game, my daughter and I were living with my best friend, Frankie. We moved in right after Josh and I initially split up a little over a year ago. It was high time I gave Frankie his guest room back. Also at this point in time, Josh still didn’t know Brad and I were seeing each other. This was a little problematic considering I was shacking up with the guy in a matter of weeks.

I never set out to hide my relationship with Brad from my ex-husband. Initially I felt it was none of his God damned business who I dated. That cheating bastard was no longer privy to the details of my life. Shit, he was the one who owed me; he took advantage of my precious time – primarily my entire 30s. I would never get that back. No, I owed him nothing.

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