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“Mom, why are you sad?”

“This story, Ben. It’s not make-believe. It’s the story of me and your dad.”

“My dad?” He beamed. “You mean my dad plays football?”

“Yeah.”

His mouth parted. “Who is he? Do I know him? Does Grampy?”

Why did this have to be so hard?

It wasn’t until Ben wiped the tears from my cheeks with his thumbs that I realized I was crying.

“Mom, don’t be sad. It makes me sad.”

I grabbed his little hands, kissing them repeatedly.

“Are you sad because of my dad? Does he make you sad?”

“I’m not sad.”

“Then why are you crying?”

“They’re happy tears,” I lied.

“Please don’t cry, Mom.”

I picked him up, placing him on my lap to look deep into his eyes.

“I want you to know that I love you so much. Your dad didn’t know about you, but he’s excited to meet you, and he loves you very much.”

“He does?”

“Yes.”

“Why didn’t he know about me?”

“We can talk about that some other time.”

“Who’s my dad, Mom?”

“Your dad is…” I hesitated for an instant. “Jax Colton, Ben.”

I’d never forget the expression on his face. This was one of the best moments of his life, while it was one of the worst of mine.

“Mom! Are you for real?!”

“I am.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

“You swear?”

“I swear.”

“My dad is Jax Colton! My dad is Jax Colton!” he repeated over and over again, jumping up and down on his bed and making me sick to my stomach.

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