Jasper
I wouldn’t go reading it if I were you
Like that’s going to happen
Marcus
We’re here if you need us
Dax
What he said
Noah
Ditto
Graham
Ditto? Really?
Noah
What? I agree. It means the same thing
Jasper
Ignore them. We’re all here for you if you need anything
Bode: Really not making me feel better about this
Jasper
Sorry. But you should know we’ve got your back
I appreciate it
Thanks guys
Alead weight settles in my stomach. An article about me, Stevie, and Caleb? Fuck. That is the last thing I want. I thought it would be okay to have Stevie bring him to a game. I wanted Caleb there. I know he won’t remember the game, but I’ll never forget having him here.
Seeing his happy face after the game, in a daddy jersey? I don’t think I’ll ever forget that moment. Sharing it with Stevie? It made it that much better.
All those good feelings are wiped away as I type my name into the search bar and wait for the results to come up.
Holy shit. Article after article comes up. There’s a grainy photo from the game of the three of us outside of the arena last night. I’m pushing the stroller and Stevie is looking up at me.
Fuck. Fuck.Fuck.
I thought we were being careful. I know every way out of the rink and took the one that fans don’t know about.
But someone saw us and snapped a photo.
Opening my social media accounts, my messages are flooded. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many comments before.
Women sad that I’m off the market.
Others calling Stevie a home-wrecker. Not sure how that term applies, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less.
