The Apology

Emerson then continued his voice cold.

"Just because I’m going to marry you doesn’t mean you can make decisions for me, or help me make decisions, or tell me how to treat my son. He is my son. I’ve been raising him since he was born, and after his mother left, I raised him all by myself. I know him better than you! You were married for three years, and you couldn’t even figure out how to reach him. You didn't have the slightest idea he was going behind your back until it was too late."

His words cut through me, twisting unmercifully inside me.

"So next time," he went on, each word sharp and deliberate, "just like I told you before we got into this agreement, I am going to remind you again…..don’t make a move without me. And you went ahead and made a huge decision like that without me."

I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up, my heart pounding. "You know what, Emerson? I'm not going to sit here and let you talk to me like that. I already quit, and I am not taking it back so deal with