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Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Epilogue
  44. Acknowledgements
  45. About the Author

Would it be cheesy to say my life is a dream? Yes. But it would also be true. Ellis is my soul. Jack is my inspiration. Our baby girl is my future.

Everything hasn’t been sunshine and rainbows, but it has been getting better. Over the past six weeks we have celebrated Jack’s birthday with cake and his school friends at the ice rink, his new favourite place. Our little guy is six years old with the mind of a fifty-year-old.

He has this ability to bury himself into you so easily that he even gets Edge to join in skating with a bunch of kids – I thought I’d see pigs fly before I saw that. Though I also enjoyed showing the kids the ropes, it was fun to go back to basics.

Ellis and I have fallen asleep and woken up in each other’s arms, only separating when she gets night sweats. She even let me take her on a real adult date night when Jack had a sleepover with Rook. It felt like a huge step for us, but hilarious at the same time. I took a woman who is heavily pregnant with my baby, out on our first date… but then again, it isn’t technically our first date, seeing as she’s also my ex. When I think about our situation, it sounds like a sitcom.

For our first “real date” I took her for a classy meal with a chef’s selection menu, which didn’t go as planned. They put down a plate of salmon slices on crackers for the starter and Ellis came seconds away from vomiting. Let’s just say it wasn’t my best idea.

I learned from my mistakes, and the second date was much more successful. As Ellis’s bump has gotten bigger, she has also been in a lot of pain. I wanted to do something where she could relax and wouldn’t feel the need to dress up and make herself uncomfortable.

There isn’t much I can do for her pain, but I borrowed Edge’s truck and took us to a drive-in cinema. I stuffed the bed of the truck with a mattress and pillows and blankets for us to cuddle under the stars. I felt like a retro teenager in the 1950s, making out in the drive-in. It’s something we would have done back in college.

It’s been a month and a half since Ellis vowed to try with us, and try she has. Not only has she been openly giving me a chance, she has also been trying to communicate more, even if it still isn’t her strong suit.