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eight years ago, I made a terrible mistake. I was dating a girl who was pretty clear that she was in love with me and wanted a future together. I knew that I didn't feel the same way about her, but the sex was good so I didn't break things off. I guess I just thought everyone has a first love that doesn't work out so someday she'd look back on things and not hate me. Also I figured that she was getting something out of dating in her words "the hottest guy on campus". I wasn't faithful, but I wasn't blatant about it. Nonetheless, word got back to her. She was devastated and demanded I promise to only see her. I refused and dumped her.
At the same time, she found out she was pregnant. At first, I didn't believe her. The timing was just too coincidental. But then, it turned out she was pregnant.
I panicked and tried to convince her to have an abortion. When she refused, I packed up and left town. For the next 8 months, I worked odd jobs and lived with friends trying to stay low.
My ex, I'll call her Kerry. Kerry's parents spent all of their savings on a private investigator. Soon after they found me, my son was born. I knew he was mine because he has slightly webbed toes, just like I and all my brothers do. But I said he wasn't mine so that I didn't have to pay child support for another two months until they could do a paternity test.
Once the test results came in, the judge ordered me to pay $100 a week for "Justin's" care. I managed to get fired so that unemployment would have to pay while I worked under the table. I did this for 2 years.
When Justin was 2, Kerry married a guy from her church. He wanted to adopted my son, so I said yes. Less than a month later, I was diagnosed with leukemia. I almost died. My then-girlfriend left me. I was even homeless for six months because I couldn't work. After a three year battle with cancer, I went into remission. I was out of treatment for three months when I was hit by a drunk driver. The accident almost severed my left arm. I started to look at my life. I realized I can never have children.
A couple months ago, my best friend's wife ran into Kerry and found out that she is getting divorced. I'd like to make a fresh start with Kerry and our son. So you think she'll forgive me?
At the same time, she found out she was pregnant. At first, I didn't believe her. The timing was just too coincidental. But then, it turned out she was pregnant.
I panicked and tried to convince her to have an abortion. When she refused, I packed up and left town. For the next 8 months, I worked odd jobs and lived with friends trying to stay low.
My ex, I'll call her Kerry. Kerry's parents spent all of their savings on a private investigator. Soon after they found me, my son was born. I knew he was mine because he has slightly webbed toes, just like I and all my brothers do. But I said he wasn't mine so that I didn't have to pay child support for another two months until they could do a paternity test.
Once the test results came in, the judge ordered me to pay $100 a week for "Justin's" care. I managed to get fired so that unemployment would have to pay while I worked under the table. I did this for 2 years.
When Justin was 2, Kerry married a guy from her church. He wanted to adopted my son, so I said yes. Less than a month later, I was diagnosed with leukemia. I almost died. My then-girlfriend left me. I was even homeless for six months because I couldn't work. After a three year battle with cancer, I went into remission. I was out of treatment for three months when I was hit by a drunk driver. The accident almost severed my left arm. I started to look at my life. I realized I can never have children.
A couple months ago, my best friend's wife ran into Kerry and found out that she is getting divorced. I'd like to make a fresh start with Kerry and our son. So you think she'll forgive me?
