A Conversation That Changed Everything
That night, I picked up the phone and called Trent. My voice shook, but I kept it steady enough to get through what I needed to say.
“I’m not forgiving you overnight,” I told him. “But I’m not going to keep Eli from you either — if we go slow, together, and on my terms.”
There was a pause on the other end. Then he simply said, “Thank you. That’s all I could hope for.”
A New Chapter, Written Slowly
I won’t pretend this was a magical reunion where all wounds were healed. Trust doesn’t regrow in a day.
There were awkward moments. Times I doubted if I was doing the right thing. And moments when the anger I thought I’d buried came roaring back.
But there were also moments that surprised me.
Watching Eli’s eyes light up when Trent taught him how to throw a baseball.
Hearing him laugh so hard his sides hurt when Trent pretended to lose a race on purpose.
We started meeting once a week. At first, Lily was there too — a neutral bridge. Gradually, as I saw that Trent’s commitment was genuine, I began to step back and let them build their own connection.
Trust, Once Broken, Can Be Rebuilt
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