Hannah
Eli sent us an email requiring us to attend a mandatory meeting in their office at 10 am. I sat at the island in the kitchen, staring at the email, wondering what my next steps would be. A part of me wanted to just face him and get everything over with, but the other part terrified me. He denied that Dylan was his. He threatened a restraining order. He didn't want anything to do with us over the past 4 years. I know Dylan needed to know his father, he deserved it. But what do you do when the father of your son denies his existence? It's not like I didn't tell him. I did. I sent pictures every year on his birthday via email, just to be sent a nasty response each time.
Anxiety filled my stomach just thinking about the possibility of Austin entering our lives. The memories we had sh
