After the divorce I have decided to be emotionless and physically keep distance from women. Thinking they aren't worth another heartache I maybe a bastard to lot of people but I broke my promises and vows unlike my heartless bitch ex wife.
Since I don't ever plan on getting married again and wasn't going to be having any more children, she'd not only robbed me of her pregnancy but of the nearly the first year of their life, and I'm sure a whole lot of firsts with my sons. They weren't speaking coherently as yet, but they were making sounds, and it kinda looked like they were talking to each other could be as they are identical. I 'd heard Caleb say, mama. Would his first word have been dada had I been there? I could strangle her deceitful ass for that alone.
I played around with the idea of asking for a paternity test just to degrade her, but my boys look so much like me it would have to be some kind of monumental fluke if they were not mine. I don't have any brothers, and I know for damn sure my father would never betray me like that, so there's that.
I looked at my little boys, and my heart squeezed in my chest. And then there's that, instant recognition. I might not have been there for the first part of their life, but already I can feel the bond with them. Just looking into their eyes so like mine does something to me. They make me feel a softness I haven't felt in near two years. Not since the bitch left me without a word or backward glance.