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Tyler parked in front of his childhood home. The house was gorgeous. I felt something inside me twist in a jealous rage. It wasn't because of the luxury my father and his wife weren't poor by any means. They were not this rich, but that wasn't why I was jealous. I knew this place held love. A love I've craved for so long, freely given. I sighed annoyed at myself. I couldn't get the lost time back. Shaking myself from those thoughts, I got out of the car. Adam and Tracy stood at the door. A smile tugged across my lips, I had them now. Ryan got out of the car holding onto Jake's arm. I had to introduce Ryan to them. Obviously, him being Ty's friend meant he knew them, but not as my children's father. Nervous, I accepted his hand as we approached the pair. A playful expression was on Trac