Early the next morning, I got two messages.Marielle: "Happy tenth anniversary! Your gift's been shipped by air. Don't forget to sign for it."Chase: "Owen's first birthday is today. Where's his gift, godfather?"I didn't reply to either of them and muted them both.That evening, I showed up early at the party, using the address Grant had given me.When I saw the sign at the entrance to the ballroom—Happy 1st Birthday, Owen! Love, Mommy & Daddy—I clenched my fists without thinking.My phone kept buzzing. For once, Marielle was the one calling me."Weston, why haven't you answered me all day? Don't be mad. Work's been crazy lately. I'll make up every anniversary to you, I promise."I looked up and saw Marielle in a red dress."Marielle, I'm at your son's birthday party."Her head snapped around, and her phone hit the floor with a clatter.Chase saw me too.He stared at me in disbelief, his lips trembling. "Weston, aren't you supposed to be overseas..."The next second, I pu
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