After all, we had loved each other so deeply once.
I didn't want to jump to conclusions.
But in that moment, the truth shattered every excuse I'd built.
A child's laughter drifted from the yard.
A long table had been set up on the lawn, covered end to end with cake and presents and snacks.
David Delgado was crouching on the grass, a little boy cradled in his arms.
The boy wore a tiny blue suit, his cheeks puffed out as he leaned toward the candles on the cake.
A woman stood beside them. Long hair spilling over her shoulders, a white dress, clapping her hands with a bright smile.
"One, two, three..."
My nails dug into my palms.
Today was the third anniversary of my child's death.
And he was here, celebrating another child's third birthday.
"Good job! Pete's the best!"
The woman bent down and kissed the boy's cheek.
David had his arm around the child, grinning so wide his eyes crinkled at the corners.
That kind of smile. I hadn't seen it on his face in a long time.
"Daddy, I made a wish!"
The little boy tipped his head back, his voice soft and milky.
"What did you wish for?"
"I want Daddy and Mommy to be with me every single day!"
David pressed a kiss to his forehead.
"Daddy promises."
Daddy.