I Went to Apologize to My Ex-Wife on Christmas Eve. Then a Seven-Year-Old Boy Opened a Door I Thought Was Closed Forever
She pulled a folded tissue from her handbag.
“So now I’m the villain?”
“No.
This isn’t a story where we need a villain to make everything simple.
I abandoned the conversation with Lauren.
I made it hard for her to reach me.
But you took a decision that belonged to me and the mother of my child.
Both things are true.”