(Rebecca)
I shift in my chair, Bill is gazing at me, studying my reaction intently. "Oh, that? I just stopped by to see how things are going. Nothing to worry about darling," I tell him, my voice calm, masking the disappointment of him not wanting to fight for custody.
Honestly, I don't understand Bill. He's never been like this. It's all because of that silly girl.
It's all her fault.
He now raises his voice at me, defends her and becoming a simp for her. Something he's never done.
Bill has a whole life ahead of him, he don't need to be this vulnerable to any woman, let alone Tiffany.
I feel like my son is gradually slipping from my hands, Tiffany is hellbent on taking my son's love away from me.
He barely even wants to see me, barely picks any of my calls and barely checks up on m
