Chapter 9

I spent my next two days recovering in the hospital. Every day, Shawn would come by and keep me company. We'd talk about our school days and gossip about what happened to our old classmates. Although we hadn't been in touch for years, it still felt like he'd never left. In the meantime, I also contacted Taylor, informing him of my decision to file for divorce. … I returned to my parents' house after my recovery. My heart melted when I saw my four-year-old son, Henry Jefferson, running toward me. He called out, "Mommy!" I gave him a gentle kiss before going to check on my adorable daughter, Lisa. Shawn also came back with me. He bought various toys for Henry, and they were out playing happily. … Mom pulled me into the room for a talk. "Are you really set on the divorce?" I replied, "Yes. I can't let Henry and Lisa have someone like Gavin as their father." Mom nodded. "That bastard Gavin couldn't appreciate you. I'm only worried that you might regret it later. That's why I as