Chance:... Umm I'm a friend of your mom
Tyler: What's your name?
Chance: I'm Chance Sutton. How old are you?
Tyler: I'm almost 4 and a half
I quickly put Tyler down and told him to go back to playing. He said bye quickly to Chance leaving me staring at him. His eyes gazed at mine, but I couldn't read what they were having. Regret? Guilt? or maybe even hatred?
" Tess ple-" he said before I cut him off.
" That's reserved for people who care and love me.." I said looking down.
" Tessa I still love you and care about you even after 5 years I still can't move on. I want to get to know my son too," he doted.
" Chance, I'm not going to stop you from seeing Tyler, but just please don't say anything about you being his father."
"Why not?"
"I uh-"
"uh what?
"I told him you were dead.."